Fireflies by my bed in a jar,
The only light inside my room.
Like twinkling brilliant little stars,
Shining away inside the gloom.
I'd watch them till I fell asleep,
Late into the night, or so it seems.
Till I fell into a trance so deep,
Yet they would follow in my dreams.
9/7/11 Alton Texas
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