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A poem I wrote after watching my son and his "hunt" for lightning bugs! |
| Shane and the Lightning Bug With outstretched arms the chase begins run circles round the yard. Armed with a plastic bowl and lid This hunt won't take him far. As darkness settles on the day they blink he runs reaches up the prey, she slips away. Another blink illumined green time now to change the course. A swoop a leap treasure in hand a magical light source. He takes a peek into his palm she twinkles her hello two friends now meet My Shane, his bug the firefly aglow. This friendship need not last too long sweetly he said good-bye lifted the lid then flew away now free... Miss Firefly. 6/23/2002 Watching Shane catch lightning bugs after dinner. |