A Firefly

They come down fast,

falling from the sun.

It’s last bit of light

absorbed and turned on.

They’re bright and they’re sudden,

and they flicker and fade.

But then they come right back,

each one their own unique shade.

They glow in different spots,

First here, then again over there.

If one looked up,

they’d see they are everywhere.

They make me happy

and little children too

their little lights bring joy,

I feel it, can you?

But then they are gone

all is dark once more.

We wait for their return,

Tomorrow? Evening for sure.

Little bitty light bulbs,

blinking for the world to see.

If only they would stay

Oh how much joy there would be!

They seem so peaceful

As they light up the sky…

And here comes one of them,

a tiny light- A Firefly