Fireflies in the Summer
by Debi Swim
Stars dot the evening sky above, combust
In fiery, swirling, clouds of gas and dust,
Twinkling carelessly in heartless beauty
(And invite our fondest wishes come true)
But never yet I think made a child laugh
Like fireflies in the summer always do.
Debi Swim writes primarily to prompts. She is a wife, mother, grandmother and happy WV poet.