Fire Flies


They glitter and glow like stars
The fire flies we chase in summer sky.
When we catch them in our hand
There is much we cannot understand.
What power made them glow and why
The ones we catch and place in jars
Will not shine as if they somehow refuse
Until we open the jars and turn them loose.
But just like us whether a fly or kid
No light shines under glass or lid.
 
By Clinton Van Inman