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Fireflies
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Family & Memories Running around with jars,
the lids we kept on tight.
Catching all those fireflies,
so we could see their light.
Poking holes there in the tops,
so they would have some air.
But oh, our somber faces,
when in the morning, what we found there!
So after dusk we'd try again,
and promise to set them free.
We would grab all we could,
even climbing up in trees!
I remember the joy of watching them,
seeing their little glow.
And remembering that time,
that we had to let them go!
So I think tomorrow night,
just after supper time.
I'll take my little ones in the yard,
and catch all the fireflies we can find!
