Fireflies

At a high school graduation, I remember a beautiful girl asking me if I wanted to catch fireflies with her. If you knew me now you’d be shocked I turned down her offer-I was being a good Christian young man. That moment is one of those regrets I hold with me. The regret of experiencing an innocent moment of life with another human being.

a few months ago I looked out the kitchen window and saw fireflies dancing in the night air. A few moments later I wrote this poem. Inevitably the poem ends with the same question I’ve often asked since that summer night of 09’, “who wants to experience life’s innocent moments with me”?

I saw fireflies at dusk,

Glowing by their little butts.

We never got to spend time together in summer,

Would you have caught fireflies with me -

Lie in the evening grass by my side,

Lightning bugs glowing in our jar of glass,

Holding hands as we looked up to the stars?

Wishing upon the universe this moment lasts -forever?

I saw fireflies at dusk,

Thought of you in denim overalls-

Laughing together, catching those magical bugs

Two adults playing like children

Existing as if they were the only two alive.

My heart smiled as it released your hold.

That magical glow enough for me,

Will either find a soul as fit as us to each other?

Only time will tell, as—

Fireflies glow in the waning light.