Most people would say that it’s cliche
To write a poem about fireworks
On the eve of Independence Day

It is too
Trite
Overused
Common.
It is unoriginal.

But there is nothing cliche about wonder and awe and magic
Nothing trite about a vast array of colors that you never even knew existed
Nothing overused about the feeling of exhilaration as you eagerly await the next supernova
Nothing common about lights so spectacular even thunder has to hold its breath.

And if it is unoriginal
Then I really don’t think I care
After all
Just because something is beautiful
Doesn’t mean that it has to be rare.