Longest Day

I wanted to see the strawberry moon
Shining full for the first time
On the solstice in 47 years

But the day has been long
Hot
Exhausting in more ways than one
And I am tired

I peer out my bedroom window
Wander around the house
Trying to find a better vantage point
But I am one house away
From the bottom of a bowl

Instead I see fireflies
Flitting
Flirting
Glowing yellow in brilliant flashes
First here and then there

I want to go out into the backyard
Naked
With a mason jar
Holes poked in the top
A twig
Some grass inside
And catch one or two
I'd give them a slice of apple
I still don't know what they eat

But I know I'd just forget
Find them dead in a few days
So instead
I've stayed up too late
And the moon I thought I would miss
Has inched above the tallest trees
Shining in all its June glory
Through my bedroom window
And the best part is
I can still see the fireflies, too