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A silly little poem- not meant to be much more than exactly what it already is.
Chapters
Where have they gone?
I look to the sky.
Up in the darkness
My lightning bugs fly.
They swirl up and around-
Higher and higher.
Their swift little bodies
Never do tire.
They rise to the stars;
They leave me behind.
Frightening thoughts
Run through my mind.
"How will I make it
Without them all here?"
Every bone in my body
Crumbles with fear.
Dead where I stand
And wishing to fly,
I'm wasting away
Without knowing why.