Poem: Firefly

In the darkness
It flies
Tickling your nose with its light
It flies
Your eyes follow
It flies
With your palms pressing the grass
You sit
Mesmerised.

The jar falls between your hands
You stand
You catch
It flies

On top the tree
It flies
Above your reach
You call
It flies

With tears in your eyes
It flies
You sit
You stare
Broken
Mesmerised

It flies.

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