Lightning Bugs

I called them fairies’ lanterns
back when I was but a kid
Trapped them into mason jars
sealed them up with metal lids

We’d rip off their lighted butt
and place it on our left hand
Pretend we were all grown up
and it was our wedding band

When I see those fireflies now
out beyond my back porch screen
I think about yesterdays
and wonder why I was so mean
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Situation Avatar
August 14, 2023 at 6:55 PM
Never thought of the ring. But caught my share. good one.
Brotherton Avatar
August 15, 2023 at 5:24 PM
Thanks. I think the most fun was just chasing.
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