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Dodging Butterflies

Dodging butterflies
Rhythm and rhyme
Falling out of love with you
Was surely my biggest crime

Wishing you here
To reprieve it all out
Your winsome smile
Scraped at the shadow of doubt

The reason for answers
Seem to beg the question
To miss your lips
Defies all lingering suggestion

A rising half moon
No mysteries here
Pestering yearnings
Cranks out a lonely tear

But look inside
Nothing is clear
Come back over—
Help this helpless dear

Scattering fireflies
Summer’s last gasp
You fled me quick
And Love slipt my grasp

Fireflies Flitter

Fireflies flitter
Fireflies soar high
Some give their greetings
Others flash goodbye

Never saw a firefly
Ever lose a tear
Never knew a firefly
To pass on a frothy root beer

Once knew a firefly
On the fo’c’s’le of my boat
He flashed most determinedly
On the port sleeve of my peacoat:

The firefly had lost his damsel
To a flea cur from Balmooth;
Much darkening his dazzle—
A sad, poor lad, forsooth.

Years later said sad firefly
Had found his own true bonny lass
Fluttering about the far fields
Gracing at yon Isinglass

Happily flashed my firefly
Brightly from his bum
Now this damsel bonny
Is his kids dazzle Mum

Fireflies flitter
Fireflies soar high
Most give their greetings
The others flash your goodbye