fireflies

heres to fireworks and fireflies
and sharing looks and making eyes
the kind that lead to laughs and sighs when spread across a summer sky
whats so wrong with sing-alongs to melodies from July songs
Im so Im so doing fine on my own

from fireworks and fireflies by always rushing by

there really is something about the magic of lighting up a dark night. whether it's a candle, a campfire, fireflies, or fireworks, i have always loved the focus the light in the dark gives. fireflies were probably my very favorite. the way they float around the air and pop on and off, offering a simple game of catch-if-you-can. snaring them in an old jelly jar and hoping to covet the light they give (and the magic, too) for as long as i could.

it is the season for fireworks and fireflies again. picnics and backyard barbecues, pool parties and volleyball. and the festival of lights that happens on july fourth to commemorate the bombs bursting in air. a celebration of a new state of independence from sovereign rule. certainly not a perfect system, but perhaps a step in a good direction.

i really hope i am moving in a good direction. bring on the lights. here's to the fourth. here's to indy pandas. a whole damn state of indy pandas.... lyrics here



here's what i found when i googled indy pandas