.3. Glowing Poem by David Threadgold
.3. Glowing
On a humid summers eve
As daytime reaches night
Nocturnal creatures off to hunt
As fire fly take flight
Around a bush beyond a stream
They glow an eerie green
The more the night gets darker
More sparks of light are seen
There isn’t any mystery
Why all the fire flies dance
It happens every evening
When firefly get a chance
© 2008 David Threadgold
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