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Fireflies

The surrounding night wraps itself around my sleeping senses, and awakens them. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I stare out the window into the deep velvety darkness. In the other room my sister sleeps — Sleeping the sleep of a soul preparing for life after death. I notice a small glow out back by the trees, then another, flashing on and off. Fireflies! I watch their waltz in the night, against the dark trees, by the garden, making a halo around the house. My sister’s light still shines. And finally I sleep.

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Date: 5/5/2015 3:16:00 PM
Great poem. I prefer nature and writing about it and you have given me good thoughts and also some ideas.
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