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Post by mysticbluebell on Oct 25, 2015 22:17:00 GMT
Time for the wonders of Summer has come to an end, but recalling always stirs a smile. When fireflies glow |
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Post by doreen23 on Oct 26, 2015 13:46:00 GMT
You are a million tiny sparks
in the dark night
You are the firefly
spreading your light
when it is dark
You let off a dim light
But you glimmer and shimmer
And you glow in the night
You are only small
The world is so huge
You glow foe us
You have nothing to lose
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Post by mysticbluebell on Oct 28, 2015 22:03:30 GMT
When the fireflies glow
On top oft the Summer
Is when the fireflies glow,
Tiny brilliant lanterns
All over pastures show.
‘Glow-worm’ here they’re called
Not worms, beetles they are.
Granting us night magic
Like little downfallen stars.
Reason why this creature
Is so brightly shining,
In a matter of ‘love’
Their light is determining.
Many miracles of Summer
Of mysterious sight,
We freely discover
When we stroll through the night.
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