They look
Through
Your son,
Never at.

He chases
A firefly
In your
Garden-
Lisping,
"Stop! Stop!"
Through
Puppyish
Fangs.

Hotaru-san,
Master Firefly,
Eludes his
Baby fingers,
Green flashes
Tease
High
Against
The moon.

He leaps,
Catching
The bright
Shining
Insect,
Landing
Effortlessly
Upon the
Damp grass.

Giggling
He brings
It to you.
You smile,
Sending
Him back
Into the
Twilight
For more.

Shame is only
In the eyes
Of the
Beholder.