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Fireflies

Fireflies
 

Last night my son and I went out under the stars
And in our arms we carried mason jars
With holes cut in the top of the lids
We went out to act like little kids
Catching Lighting bugs in the air
Chasing them here and there
And if we were lucky to catch a few
The lid of the jar came unscrewed
We waited to see that blinking light
That seems to light up the entire night
Back and forth we covered the yard
Cause catching them was so very hard
Oh what a sight we must have been
To crazy kids walking around like hens
But who cares that the neighbors think
My mental capacity isn’t on the blink
It’s what my son wanted to do
And I was all but willing to carry it through
It was a fun night out and we had a blast
Catching Fireflies is a real gas

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Delysia Hendricks

Date: 6/15/2011 2:32:00 PM

Your son is very fortunate to have you as his father. A really good write, but on the downside, I think it would read better and have more impact if broken up into four-line stanzas. This is merely a suggestion and yours to do with as you please. I still think it reads like a cracker as is. Well done. :))

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 6/15/2011 11:33:00 AM

We have so many amazing writers here at PoetrySoup and I enjoy reading all the poems. I am happy your poetry was among the poems I was able to read today Jeff. Please continue to write and share your poetry with the world. Love, Carol

C.C Bloomsfield

Date: 6/15/2011 4:48:00 AM

Catching fire flies sound fun,as fun as flying kites or watching stars at night,lovely warm poem.. C.C