Sparklers in the dark
2 grown ups
And a carrier bag.
Pockets and stomachs empty
Hearts full of hope.
They came from a green visual paradise
To the unremitting grey of an urban Midlands December.
And they breathed the colours of life
Into the tattered and tired house
They filled the weary teary street
With sunshine smiles and exotic eastern promise.
And out of the darkest Black Country
Shone forth celestial light.