The Final Firefly


I saw a lone firefly last night

Dear creature, why didn’t you make a right

when you came to August?

You missed your turn for happiness

Now your time to burn has come to an end

Or can it be

there’s something that only you can see

something so sweetly surpassingly bright

that all else fades

in its perfect Light?

About mitchteemley

Writer, Filmmaker, Humorist, Thinker-about-stuffer
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13 Responses to The Final Firefly

  1. Relax... says:

    This is beyond wonderful composing. ❤

    Liked by 2 people

  2. Ellen S. Tompkins Sanchez says:

    Beautiful Mitch
    This makes me think of two people.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Lifestyle Prayers says:

    Seeing from another perspective – from the beauty of His creation.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Erika Kind says:

    Very beautiful, Mitch! I have never seen a firefly… hope one day I get the chance.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. dawnlizjones says:

    Lightning bugs! I love them!! This is a great post, may I share it on my space called “Not My Poetry”?

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Roos Ruse says:

    I thought watching fireflies with the little grandkids were the best times ever. This makes me hopeful – and miss those times a little less. Outstanding image Mitch.

    Liked by 1 person

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