Because I Miss
Fireflies
If I had a meadow
I would capture your
bioluminescence
In glass Ball jars
And poke the
galvanized lid
Full of air holes
Watching your
green-glow pulsations
Through the cursive
wrinkles
And creating hushed
magic
For my pillow edge
©Christine
A. Evans 4.2.17
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