Firefly

I have heard of fireflies, they are something of a kind. Darkness around us makes us realize that there will be times we come to seek shelter here, but we have to be bright enough to go out and face the day once again. Fireflies create their own light in the dark greens and light woods. They create light to find love that some day they can come across a distinct bug carrying light but this time they are not blinded by it but seek the comfort. But their brightness is not just sparkle for love and burning boldness to the predator who tries to tear them. The glow they have doesn't burn anyone but is a guiding path and home to the people entering the woods. How all of us can be a firefly. To use our own identity as light to find love and using the same special thing to protect ourselves from breaking apart. How we can be loving and kind to one another without harming anyone just like the light of the firefly. Not only they create their light in darkness, but they tend to be their own selves no matter how deep it gets.

If I ever get chance to see fireflies I won't take them in the jar instead I will every night to see them create themselves and make believe that magic can happen everyday if chose to create it and then believe in it. 

P. S: can I kiss you under the lights of thousands of fireflies?