Firefly

My grandfather used to watch me
                                     watching fireflies
blink yellow light in the black night
He watched me till my past sunset
He watched me till his own sun set...

My heart goes out to her
as she waits for the truck to start
my heart goes out to them
as they stand; no longer far apart
i close my eyes
and see his heart give out again
God- why did you take my friend.
He was my only friend
the only one who would listen.

But i see my grandfather's blue eyes while
my son watches the fireflies
and it seems all right...

Maybe you needed someone to listen to You,
Oh my Lord, maybe you needed a friend too.

6.16.2005