The Last Fireflies? Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Little lights, a summer dream,
Dancing sparks, a gentle gleam.
Once so bright, a magic show,
Now fading fast, where did they go?

Fields grow dark, no longer bright,
Lost to day, and lost to night.
Homes they loved, now cleared away,
Poisons sprayed, and skies turned gray.

Heat that burns, and lights that glare,
Steal their song, and dim their flare.
We watched them glow, a happy sight,
But can we save their precious light?

For those to come, a silent plea,
To see the stars that used to be.
The fields so still, the nights so bare,
If we don't act, beyond repair.

Protect their home, let darkness reign,
Let nature heal, and ease their pain.
So future eyes can truly see,
The fireflies, so wild and free.