Every week or so, I post a few new poems here. Please feel free to comment at writingalife@yahoo.com.
Every week or so, I post a few new poems here. Please feel free to comment at writingalife@yahoo.com.
Fireflies
If it is true that fireflies,
those universal beacons
of summer joy
only live above ground
for fourteen days,
then it is also true
that greed should be a felony,
that worry is as mortal a sin
as murder,
and that every glass jar
should spend its life open,
its golden lid
hidden deep in the pocket
of a sweating, smiling boy,
whose only sadness
is that August days
eventually come
to an end.
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