Game 76

​CHI 90               DET 94

Every time a firefly lights
A magnolia flower begins to bloom.
-Uncle Dave

During halftime
My brother and I
Walked my baby daughter
Around the block
And saw our first firefly
Of the year.

I have been telling Magnolia
About fireflies
Her whole little life.

Making up songs
To coax her into sleep
As we do our ritual laps.

Fireflies were my first real proof
Of the existence of magic.

Soft grassy
Summertime sunsets
Promising mysterious night.

Soon the Magnolias
We pass on these walks
Will flower.

All white and pink and yellow,
Bringing their sweet
Lemony vanilla scent.

And the fireflies will dance across the grass,
Making the stars feel within our reach.

Change is in the air.

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You and I,
underneath the magnolia tree.

Fireflies
dash around in the lemony breeze.

All my life
I’ve been dreaming this moment would be.

You and I,
underneath the magnolia tree.