deepundergroundpoetry.com

Fireflies

A favorite past time,
For a child and the child within.
Fireflies come out and light up the night.

Their beauty brings out
the sweet innocence of a child,
to run happy and free
after the sun has set.

Blinking their lights together
like a morse code.
A code of which we cannot understand,
but admire deeply,
with fascination.

They're trusting enough,
that when you hold out your hand
they will land and rest upon it.
One of the world's many wonders
right in our very own, backyard.
Written by DreamerSeeker
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 4 reads 620
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
POETRY
Today 12:32pm by Duende
COMPETITIONS
Today 12:14pm by WillowsWhimsies
COMPETITIONS
Today 9:32am by PAR
SPEAKEASY
Today 5:15am by JiltedJohnny
COMPETITIONS
Today 3:40am by wallyroo92
POETRY
Today 2:18am by ajay