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A Poem is a Firefly

A poem is a firefly

Upon the summer wind;

Instead of shining where she goes,

She lights up where she's been.

©Charles Ghigna

8 comments:

Michelle Heidenrich Barnes said...: Love this!; August 28, 2013 at 8:20 AM
Julie said...: What a lovely thought - I'm going to carry that with me today. Thanks, Charles.; August 30, 2013 at 3:57 AM
Joy said...: Charles,
This is a perfect children's poem! It is short, sweet and has many layers.
Thank you for sharing this gem with us.; August 30, 2013 at 8:34 PM
Charles Ghigna said...: Thanks, Joy, Julie and Michelle. Appreciate it.; August 31, 2013 at 3:14 PM
Becky Shillington said...: I absolutely LOVE this, Charles! Thank you so much for sharing it!; September 2, 2013 at 5:52 PM
Charles Ghigna said...: Thanks, Becky!; September 4, 2013 at 12:55 PM
Tara said...: I'll join in the chorus of "love this"! Would you mind if I printed out a copy for my classroom wall?; September 6, 2013 at 8:38 AM
Charles Ghigna said...: Hi Tara. Yes, I'm delighted to share the poem with your students. Thank you for asking.; September 6, 2013 at 5:15 PM

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