Fireflies
As I rest upon the branches thick
My eyes searching the dark.
I'm waiting waiting waiting,
I'm waiting for a spark.
As the world grows dim
My fire lights
And I'm no longer alone.
I share my light
my fire bright
To spread to those untold
I finished waiting for the spark
And now my fire dims.
So I lay the eggs
Sheltered from the wind
They are patiently waiting
To love their cold flame, too.
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