Jars of Fireflies

[Johnny]

I tell my daughter
I will always love her
And she closes up her eyes
And smiles into my promise

And burrows down and grins
Nestled tight around the joy
Inside her tiny little chest,
And I around the joy in mine,

And for just a tiny notch in time
We are shiny bottles full of fireflies
Upon a picnic table laid
Beneath a deep and starry sky
In July, on a night as warm and wide
And full as bellies after dinnertime.

She says she wants
To be together in heaven.

And I tell her
I think we will be. 

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