open fields
flowing thoughts in the winds of change and highlights of poetry that stir it up
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Fireflies
Quiet steals the night
above i watch the
stillness in the trees
lit up by sparkling light
one by one they glow
like notes of a song
dancing in the sky
they put on their show
as if on cue
for i had just said
"God, it's me"
and then there's you.
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