May 19
Fireflies
-This poem reflects on fireflies as one of summer’s quiet marvels, turning an ordinary yard at dusk into a place of living light and wonder. At first the yard seems only dim,the grass gone soft beneath the night,the trees reduced to hush and shape,the air made still by evening heat. Then one small lantern lifts from dark,then two, then more along the hedge,brief green gold signals in the…
