The Final Firefly

Here’s a great little poem by author Mitch Teemley.  If you haven’t checked out his site, your missing something good. 

I saw a lone firefly last night

Dear creature, why didn’t you turn to the right

when you came to August?

You missed your cue 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?