The Night of the Fire Flies

The clouds of gray
the moon of reflected light
blue glass/silver
as the bugs crawl out at night.

The ocean of darkness
the pussy willows in the fields
blowing in the wind
the colors from the light house
have all burnt out
as the boats sail in.

It's time to take action
it's time take flight
it's the night of the
fire flies tonight.

Ready to save forever
ready to save a dream
with the touch of a brush
these are the words to discribe
my painting.