Firefly

I got bored, and frustrated with my figure drawings, so I wrote this.

I wish I could be one

For at night they become stars

The rest of the world is trapped 

Forced to wait for the sun

As they flit carelessly through the the night with there own light

They float lazily over the water and through the cattails

Twisting my feelings into thoughts 

Of being a firefly

Author's Note

It was a bit forced, so sorry if it's bad.

Reviews

[EverleafOwl]

This is really pretty...reminds me of younger summer evenings... :)
Like "the rest of the world is trapped/forced to wait for the sun" piece...lovely! X)