Firefly

A million more

A brilliant sky

A tiny glow,

A firefly

Going up, towards the clouds

'Til he can't breath

And he descends

And lands on a leaf

Its weight, it bends

And lands him on the ground.

It rains, his strength

Is all built up

But his wings, have sopped up

The puddle that he's in.

So he climbs the tree

And lays in wait

For the next warm day break

When he can try

Again.