Jeffrey Tillery - My First Firefly

Had business in The City
For the upteenth time
Crossing Columbus Circle
At Broadway and 59th

Risking life and limb
to get into The Park
Shake off all the high-rise noise
before it gets too dark

As I step into the spray of trees
The City disappears
The granite studded lawn soaks up
the assault on my ears

I take a path into a grove
My eyes start to adjust
Has Tinker Bell just passed me by?
A trail of Fairy dust?

Has someone hit me on the head?
Am I seeing stars?
Why are children chasing them
with gaping Mason jars?

The first time I've seen fireflies
And worthy of remark
An unexpected treasure
Walking through Central Park

Jeffrey Tillery

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