Fireflies

 

Fireflies

Twenty minutes past sunset.
Mid-July.
Cats and kittens sprawled out on the deck.
A hundred million fireflies bursting into sight,
like little bits of magic in the night.

The temperature 86F. 
Humidity 91%.
The sky a dark blue velvet.
Only seen in summer.

Grass still green in the fading light.
A kitten races across the lawn,
trying to catch...

The fireflies. 
Flashing. Fading. Flashing. Fading. Flashing.
The felines watch in fascination.
Enchanted.

A human stands at the window gazing out 
seeing peace, tranquility,
a world without horrors,
no news updates.
Just life being lived by unburdened critters.

This is...bliss.


©Ellen Pepper 2025