Flashing across the sky,
There's bright lights that fly.
Fly so curious and patiently,
Giving the children all the time to see.
To see the firelies play with one another,
Dissappearing for a click so sure,
Appearing seconds later even closer.
For one to catch such a bug,
Puts their hands out with smiles holding it so snug.
So snug for it's a firefly,
And we let them go to survive.
Surviving the wildreness using their light,
As each time they take off for flight.
Take the view of the field is so bright,
And choose where you'lll go to catch your own,
To brighten your night as their glow is shown.
Copyright © Stacey Behal