Fireflies In Glass Jars

Remember going to grandpa and grandma's house by the lake All the fond memories there we did make And I think the fondest by far Was catching fireflies in a jar We would chase their light in the tall grass Trying to catch them in our jars of glass Seeing who could capture the most The winner got rights to brag and boast We were awed by their illuminating light To watch them gave us pure delight In our jars we gazed at the fireflies glow Until mom said okay sweeties time to let them go At grandpa and grandma's we spent many summer nights and days And one fond memory always sets my heart ablaze All those fireflies glowing like little stars And us chasing and catching them in glass jar -C.A.Saputo xoxo