It’s an interesting thing that little children do,
Catching fireflies in a jar not thinking it through.
They cover the jar and tighten the jar lid,
Placing it in the bookcase from mother it’s hid.
Tucked in their bed of a very dark room,
The tiny lights dancing as if to a tune.
Then slowly one by one the lights go out,
It wasn’t a good idea, of this I don’t doubt.
Author Eileen Clark 2022