SUMMER IS HOT!

Here's a little poem
In honor of summers past...

Ode to a Firefly

Firefly, flying by

Illuminating the dusky sky

Your fleeting glow catches my sleepy eye

Firefly, flying free

Not taking life too seriously

I’m looking at you, are you looking at me?

Firefly, flying past

Over the clover growing in the grass
Signaling summer has not yet passed

If I could talk to you

I’d ask you to explain

How your fire stays lit

Through the thunder and rain

I’d tell you how happy

I am when you're around

I'm eight years old again
And life is a playground.