The Little Firefly

A dark night
With heavy clouds

Threaten to pour
Down the rain

A little fly
Lonely and isolated

Lost in the darkness
Lost forever

The drops begin to pour
Drowning
the fly

Lost
Wet
Alone

A spark goes off
A swarm of light
Come to the
Drowning fly

In the darkness,
Friends
Family

Surrround the little fly.

In the middle of the darkness,
Is the moon.

Now the little fly,
Clouds clear
Flies

With its own light.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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