
Children’s Lanterns
Summer night
Front porch swing
Children’s delight
Laughter heard in the dark
Catch fire flies in mason jars
Childhood lanterns light the night
Stars twinkle and shine
Fingers crossed
Wishes made
Bright stars make
No guarantees
Invite new wishes
Each and every night
Stars are lanterns in the sky
Beacon moths
As they balance and spin
Careful not to alight
Their gossamer wings

River of Stones: One daily observation

Clouds are pregnant with promise. The mesa waits with fingers crossed!
I loved the poem you wrote for Magpie Tales. Fireflies always make me happy. I used to sit on my childhood front porch and watch them in summer. Now I often see them here too when I take the dogs outside at night The sight of them always triggers childhood happiness..
Yes, they were always magic for me, and an entry now. Thanks for your comment. I heart is with you. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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Nice writing — charm, nostalgia…
lovely write…you brought back many childhood memories and feelings…
bittersweet, what a sweet treat.
Enjoyed your lighthearted take on Serius. Fireflies and wishing on stars. The figure in the poster certainly offers a joyful pose.
Annell, hope the mesa got its wish,
Elizabeth
Oh you took me back to childhood and the delight of the night sky…where I live now has a beautiful night sky two..far way from any large city …..very nice..bkm
We were just talking about how there’s so few fireflies compared to the sparkling nights we remember.
I haven’t seen one in years? Perhaps they do not live in the desert? Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
annell@taosnet.com http://www.annelllivingston.com http://www.somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com https://annellannell.wordpress.com
Love fireflies! I think they came out earlier this year than in the past…but oh, the memories, the fragility, the wonder…
Thank you.
Fireflies, childhood and starlight – a brilliant combination. Lovely read.
I loved this poem – so many precious moments, great imagery