Night Light Heads Out of Sight

It was not right to inflict or incite The light of the blue bats on this pretty night. Quite a stretch to ignore the creature’s dire plight, Would they fight us for their guano? Some just might! Wound into a tight blue ball, they were imposingly tight, They illuminated the bell tower at a ridiculously precarious height. With a helpful nod, I used my flashlight to shine on them bright. They moved as a unit toward the atmosphere’s light, then out of sight.