I was almost ready to give up on NaPoWriMo today because I felt too exhausted halfway through the day and couldn't fathom writing a poem tonight. But I did it. I powered through my exhaustion and here is the result.
Fireflies waltz and cut
through the air.
Trying to mimic the stars, they serenade
the midnight sky.
They think they are so brilliant
and lead the way of travelers home.
I trapped them in jars as a kid
and stared with contempt.
Imprisoned and helpless,
yet still illuminated their golden light.
Set free, they reunite with the crisp
winds of night.
Set free, I dance with their light
and dream of being among the stars.