Oh, Firefly, drifting o'er the meadow,
with golden flame aglow...
would you embrace this gentle wind
and some sweet pleasure know?

Could you let me lift you high,
dancing in the breeze?
Would you receive my soft caress,
gliding through the trees?

Please listen to my whisper,
"Come fly with me tonight.
Hold me close and dance aloft,
til early morning's light."

Or could you be a candle bright,
as breezes soft caress?
Would you build into a flame,
Love's sweet passions to posess?

Oh come and dance with me sweet flame,
and passion's magic share,
then resting in love's sweet embrace...
abandon every care.


Steve Hodgin Copyright 1986

I wrote this poem inspired by a beautiful red haired girl I had seen in 1986. I am posting it inspired by one I saw on here just a few minutes ago. steven

who would that be?

very nice

She was a waitress at a Coney Dog Restaurant