lightening bug in a jar
Lightning Bug in a jar,
and I run to catch more of the same
on cooling grasses of a summer’s evening,
the Earth’s carpet beneath my feet.
Lightning Bug in a jar,
and I watch my own private light show
flying up and down, straight and squiggly,
growing brighter and brighter on the darkening day.
Lightning Bug in a jar,
and I check the air holes one more time…
then I lay my head back,
eyes fluttery with sleep…
holding on to the remnants of the day,
and envisioning all her promises…
should the morning keep them.
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Item of interest:
Lightening bugs or fireflies? by Todd Pack
Dance of the Fireflies (The Brown Road Chronicles)
Twanglish Lesson: Lightnin’ Bug (real-southern.com)
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steadily skipping stones 