Early one morning this summer, being outdoors in the yet still, quiet, darkness, I spied a lightning bug flitting around near the grass blade tops and it brought back memories.



SHINE FOR ME
© 2008 Hootin' Anni

In the darkness of the night
He's searching here and searching there,
Off in the distance, under the tree;
Atop a fern, or near the ground,
He hopes to see a flare.
He's waiting and hoping;
Expecting a response perhaps in the bush.
Soon, he espies it,
A bright yellow beam.....
The glow from his lady friend's tush!