Firefly Twinkling

Firefly Twinkling

Fireflies

Fireflies

The summer I was seven, it was very hot and there were lots of fireflies every night in the yard of our house near Long Island Sound. I was sure that these swarms were sent by some magical hand which swished these flickering lights onto our lawn as dusk came. They danced and sparkled all over the lawn and I fell in love with them.

I felt I had to hold on to the beauty from their lights for as long as I could. I dragged my Dad out onto the lawn. "Look, Dad, aren't they beautiful?"

"Yes, they are!" In the dusk, I could see him smiling at my delight.

"Can you help me catch some? I love their lights so!"

"Well, yes, we probably could catch some in a mayonnaise jar and use some paper to put some air holes on the top . But you will have to let them go after a bit so they can live."

We got an almost empty mayonnaise jar, washed it out and made a paper top pricked with a pin for air holes. I ran around the yard until I had captured three of the dancing lights. The paper top went on and was secured by a rubber band. I watched in awe as the lights twinkled on and off. "I'm going to put them by my bed, so I can see them until I fall asleep and their light will be the first thing I see in the morning!"

My Dad put his arm around my shoulder. "If you imprison them that long, they will die because they need more oxygen and room than is in the jar."

"No, no, they won't die! They wouldn't do that!"

Dad hugged me and said, "Well, you do what you have to do and we'll talk in the morning."

So I put the jar with the fireflies in it by my bed and the last thing I saw before I slept was their light. And when I woke in the morning, it was as Dad had predicted. They lay, dead, jumbled in a heap of wings and bodies. With tears forming in my eyes, I stumbled down to breakfast and showed the jar to Dad.

Taking the jar gently from my hands and putting it on the table, he gave me a hug as my tears rolled onto his collar. Pushing me away a bit, he then looked me straight in the eyes and said, "Sometimes you must just enjoy beauty and let it go away and be glad that you have seen it. Then the memory of it will be with you forever."

For the rest of the summer, I would watch the fireflies at night for as long as I could. The memory of their sparkling light is with me decades later.

 

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About the Author

As an adopted child, I was raised in a rich CT family and grew up with some famous people including Kate Hapburn's family. As is often the case, where there is lots of money, there is trouble. I have survived my troubles and now have a happy life.

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Can you remember you first real loves first kiss?

First Kiss

Black of the night
Firefly tails twinkle
He takes her hand
Her heart leaps

No words said
No need to say
He loves her
She loves him

Out by the pond
The frogs croak
An owl hoots
A deer runs

Their lips meet
Wet and sweet
A first kiss
Never forgotten.

nfd♥

Yes, I remember it well. I was 20 years old and it was a blind date. She was still at work when we (my roommate and I) arrived. He was dating her roommate. We sat around for awhile had a beer or two, music etc. She was running late getting home but when she walked in...I was awestruck.. she was absolutely beautiful. I didn't know what to say I just looked into her eyes and it was love at first sight. I crossed the room and kissed her. Never said hi, hello or anything. It was mutual. AND it was real...we were both too young, wild and free for it to last forever and we both knew it BUT the next year or so was incredible.

She didn't say your first kiss. If that were the case then ha ha...I'm not really sure I can remember that. I grew up with lots of girlfriends. hmmm

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