Fireflies and Fairies

You were never mine to hold onto

Only in a memory

The wind swiftly brings the essence of spring flowers
That same smell

Your smell

I miss the fireflies from my youth

I miss so few things

Cupid shot and missed
Missed one

I’ve become a shadow of what I could have been with you
But I’ve become so much more because of you

Run swiftly my love

Run into the night

It calls you back


Back to the fireflies and fairies…