Firefly Lights

Even the fireflies have gone to bed

They left me alone with words in my head

Strands of ideas to be turned into thread

Or picked apart and tossed instead

I’ll stare out the window into the night

Hoping to see a small flash of light

Inspiration to be pulled from the dark

Both of us watching for one more spark


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