Mommy, I love you so bad
she whispers, with her arms wrapped tightly around me.
her cherub face looks up into mine-
springing auburn curls
and sparkling hazel eyes
a nose sprinkled with kisses from the sun
the biggest smile you would never want to dim
shared especially with me.
Mommy, can I catch a lightening bug and keep it forever?
her words echo into the diminishing sunset.
I turn away while the words linger for a moment and then fade away
and the lightening bugs dance on the tops and stalks of wheat.
She flitters at my feet, much like them
difficult to capture and impossible to contain.
So confident she is, and wistful am I, I hate to disappoint her but say anyway,
I'm sorry, little one. Lightening bugs can't live forever.