Dancing Lights

• May Morgan, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2017

Walking through the forest,On a beautiful Summer's sunset,and see a flickering light show,going on and off, like an alarm.

Fireflies,such magnificent things,so breathtaking to watch,making me want to sing.

I get out a jar,ready to catch the flashes,
one swing,two swings,Finally! I catch the flying glow.

It lights up the jar,so intensely like the sun,
trying to get out, because it's clear,but no matter how much it tries,it just can't escape.

I examine it flashing across my room,pondering to myself,'How do they do that? How is it possible?'
and catch it back in the jar.

I visit the forest again,and plod to the same spot where I found it,say my last goodbye,and see it fly away, into the wilderness.