A Poem by The Elusive Scribe

there is something magical about these little glow balls hence the poem.

i saw you wandering across the sky
plucking you from the waning light.

i held your fragile form in cupped hands
wanting to see you light up my life.

i watched you glow incandescently
mesmerizing me in the descending night.

I opened my hands to set you free
watching you take your light away from me.

© 2014 The Elusive Scribe

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Added on January 29, 2014
Last Updated on January 29, 2014
Tags: firefly, night, poem, light, cupped hands


The Elusive Scribe
The Elusive Scribe

KS, Philippines

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