Wednesday, March 9, 2011

My Firefly Tale

My favorite get away is an old barn occupied by many cats and an occasional owl.  It is located  near a grove of maple sugar trees on the land that my ancestors have farmed on for hundreds of years.
If you travel South for about a mile from my home you will find a well traveled dirt road that leads to my most treasured barn.

In one corner of the barn stands an old wood table and some metal chairs.
A big cabinet holds blankets and the needed items for me when I overnight.
I fit nicely on big over sized couch.

 The firefly tale.


One early Friday evening after supper I headed for the barn to visit my cats.   As I was walking I looked at the dry dirt road and decided I would  remember the evening walk.  As my feet touched the brown powder like dirt they would slightly stir the dust upwards and onto my brown leather shoes with each step I took.  The thick tall weeds growing on the side of the road held the crickets melody and the night birds discussion.  I slowly inhaled the moments as I captured the horizon's blazing sunset sky and the crescent moon on the rise.
I carried with me a sack that held a frosty cold bottle of soda,  homemade oatmeal raisin and chocolate chip cookies and a new bag of cat food.  The sweet smell of the cookies seeping from the bag soon made me anxious to arrive at the barn.
I poured out a new bag of food to my awaiting clowder and lit several oil lanterns.
I kept thinking about my beautiful walk.
I raised my eyes to the cross hanging on the wall and said a prayer for the world.
 That is when  a group of  firefly's came through a window and flew in a circle around my head and then gently landed on my hair.  I got up and looked in the oval mirror hanging on the east wall and could see the shining crown upon my head.   My eyes gazed upon the soft light surrounding me and then one by one each firefly departed out the window catching a breeze that took them into the nearby grove of trees.

There was a great peace that filled me and I became aware of the dust left in my hair from their visit.
Green and Gold shimmering flecks of color.
I lay down on the couch and covered myself with Grandma's quilt.
YAWN......The magic dust would lead me to a firefly dream.


Firefly, Firefly
If I could BE
I'd be a firefly.
On a summer's night
flying in the fields of life.
Oh firefly
so bright,
firefly
you can fly
and shine a light so bright
it illuminates in the night
for all the world to see
and my eyes especially
Firefly.
Oh I would be a firefly
just flying in the night
just shining oh so bright.
I would want to be a firefly in the night.
And if I could not be a firefly,
I'd ask the firefly
to fly by me tonight
and take me to it's wings,
we'd fly to the moon
and sit there
and glow like firefly's.
Firefly,
Firefly,
you illuminate the night.
The fields we're waiting for
they're only waiting for
the firefly's to wander once more.
Firefly and me
we live so peacefully
in the fields
firefly and me.
Firefly,
fly by me.

The Cat's Meow

O Meow,
OHHHH  Meow,
Sing OHHHH Meow My darling.
Come dance across the fence top.
Sit with me and howl.

O Meow,
OHHHH Meow,
Sing OHHH Meow My Kitty.
Come play with me in the night.
Lay with me in the tall cool grass
the Kitty Cat's romance.

OHHH MEOW,
Day and Night,
 O Meow we sing.

by Monica Peters Hardy

I love cat's .
Silly is as silly does.
I have two house cat's and one wild stray cat that I feed.
When the Cat's meow I want to meow as well.