Summer's Menagerie
Twilight fuels fireflies;
as they flash in the night.
And moths court fire's flame,
enamored with its light.
As a scarlet sun sets,
female mosquitoes thirst.
And buzzing Dusk, they swarm,
vying for who'll bite first.
Silence is broken by
a cricket's eerie shrill.
And a cicada's chirp,
haunts the night like a chill.
When Dawn breaks, Sol rises,
flooding the sky with light.
And butterflies flutter,
to every bloom in sight.
Green grasshoppers soon stir,
jumping wildly about.
And ants start scavenging,
finding new trails to scout.
Summer's menagerie,
is neither good nor bad.
Yet they thrive amidst us,
and I, for one, am glad.
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