As sun beholds an end to another day; half a moon shall guide the way.
Flickers of light appear in the gap before deep dark night.
Fireflies dance in a spark of delight.
Patience is required to witness a flash here, a spark in the distance over there.
Fireflies seem to be everywhere.
Crickets begin to play music and the moment is complete.
Nightingale of magic is high in a faraway tree.
Magic surrounds each moment in an otherwise normal day.
Just take the time to sit and nature will lead the way.
Scattered branches of loss surround me in a cloak.
Yet I listened carefully to the robins as they spoke.
Give time to every flower and a bounty will return.
Each defeat will bring, a lesson to be learned.
Around the corner from sunset a new day shall arise; alas with all the beauty, I will bring my sleepy eyes.
Nightcrawler I’ve become as the sun is now forbidden; yet Fireflies shall dance into the poem I have written.
Dance Into the Firefly Night
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Larry, wow! You’ve made my day. Your comments are always so delightful!
My dear friend and poet, you are like a star that shines brightly in the night sky.
Larry, wow! You’ve made my day. Your comments are always so delightful!
I love this so delightful
Thank you Eva Marie! Yes, it’s quite different spending the evening with fireflies. Today I saw a baby praying mantis and it made my day. Oh, and a big fat bumblebee visited the butterfly bushes. I’ve never had such an array of flowers before, so I am sure as time goes on it’ll be quite entertaining and enjoyable. 😊🐝