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[aid] => mick
[title] => Ray, the firefly
[time] => 2012-04-14 22:44:38
[hometext] => This is about a character named Ray, in the animated movie, The princess and the frog..
[bodytext] => Once upon a time, in the middle of nowhere In the quiet marshes of an unknown land Where beasts could talk and trees could walk Where the air was full of magical spark There thrived a swarm of beautiful fireflies. At twilight, the darkest time of the day When the last traces of Golden start vanishing from the sky When the birds return to their nests and the owls set out When the Day bids adieu and the Night stretches her arms And takes everything within her black velvet cloak, The Fireflies would light up the lovely little shallow And bring to it a new life, with their brilliant yellows. The little lamps of light danced in the chill of the nights And brought warmth in the hearts of all things alive They danced with the innocent dears and also with the sly crocodiles And made friends with the harshest of the harsh and deadliest of the deadly For every living soul loved the fireflies. The pride of this swarm, the reason for mirth in the air Was a jolly old fly, called Ray. Be it the gay days of summer or the chilly nights of winter Ray could always be found with an ear-to-ear grin on his worn out little face. With his cheerful ways, no creature was ever gloomy in his company. He always had a solution to every problem and a kind ear for everybody’s tales And so, Ray had a cozy place in everybody’s heart; and his heart, well it was stolen from the beginning! As every tale goes, there was a pretty gal who had the attention of our guy. He sang for her and hoped to dance with her one day And bestowed all the love his heart could hold, on her. He called her Evangeline, his Evangeline. ‘She can hear me, you know’, he would say and get lost staring at her, each night. Me and her, we can see each other only at nights; but we are in each others heart every sec of our existences, he’d blush. And so, each night, he’d read her stories and sing her songs and keep hoping to hold her near and make her his. Evangeline was quite. She always seemed far away, sometimes even indifferent For she was nothing but a speck of light in the mighty blue sky For the rest of the world, she was a star; for Ray, the rest did not matter. And so, our lover boy lived to hope. That she was real. That she felt his love. That she loved him back. Nothing ever came close to shake his belief. Life had to go on, and so did Ray. With hope strong in his heart, he fought through life. One unfortunate day, a catastrophe hit his beloved shallow The Ruler of the Dark, the Devil himself Walked his home And threatened to finish two of his best friends A fierce friend that he was, Ray fought for their lives, not caring fro his own He succeeded in saving the lives of his friends But not his own… Never had the shallow been so sad Never had the predators and their preys cried arm in arm Never did the Night seem so unbearably cold Just one Light less, and the world went dark… He seemed happy, as if calmly asleep Very much content, of having done his job Though he did not shine, his dead heart was the brightest thing that Night And the smile that he smiled on his death bed of leaves, for the very first time brought tears to everybody’s eyes. Maybe he found his Evangeline, they said smiling through their tears Lucky Evangeline, someone sniffed He sure as hell did, someone yelled, pointing to the sky And sure enough, there he was… Right next to the speck of light that everyone called her Just as bright as her, or maybe brighter Twinkling in the joy of having his dream come true Was Ray, the Brightest Firefly… Me and her, together forever, he’d always say Nothing could separate them both now Tears of joy flowed from everyone’s eyes For Ray had finally found Evangeline, his Evangeline… [comments] => 1 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 31 [informant] => sia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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