Fireflies

[JamesSavik]

Fireflies

Fireflies in the magnolia trees,

Burning brightly in the night,

In the coolness of the evening,

Firefly passion burning bright.

They only last a season,

Barely three phases of the moon,

They have no earthly reason,

To waste a precious night in June.

Learn well the lesson of the firefly,

Waste not the gentle season,

Far too soon our winter comes,

Why waste time for no good reason?

Grab on to life with all its strife,

With it?s joy and pain and rage.

Too soon the warmth of June is gone,

Just a memory, turn the page.

[Guest rusticmonk86]

i love it

simple and sweet, thoughtful

well placed

[Naiilo]

I like it. What are the fireflies representing? It doesn't sound like this poem is just a quick chronicle of firefly life during the summer...

-N

[JamesSavik]

Thanks Gabe.

Naiilo - you're right. We're the fireflies on a bigger scale. Don't waste your passion filled summer nights!

[DJ]

way cool, (applause) 8)