Little Firefly

Fireflies blink in the dark Lighting our path from shadow. Each twitch sends up a spark. Shining through with a piercing sharpness, They beckon us to play Humming on this summer day. Little fireflies are forlorn and lost Even though they carry light. To the side they have been tossed So they shine through the night, And bring joy through pain, And smile in rain. Little firefly "come home" The father calls her. The world is difficult to roam Though it seems unfair. But a child, Sweet and mild. They smile though life is cruel We are but fireflies Twisting in life's duel. We must stand with ironsides. And drift through life Though all the strife. For Alanna Gallagher 6-12-07 to 7-1-13 By Emily Slaton "Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted" Matthew 5:4