Ode to a Fleeting Firefly

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It won’t be long before the day is gone

And the night begins to whisper

The night alight

Red and orange, burning bright

But dimming



The summer air, so warm, so fair

The fire sky

The firefly

Captured quickly

Itself so bright

But fleeting


The lightning flash before it’s past

Like stars among the meadow



The children’s laughter

Chasing after

The black of night

The firefly

“Ode to a Fleeting Firefly”

Thirty July, Two Thousand Thirteen

2013 © Greg Morton





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