Beneath the moon’s gentle glow,
Insects dance in rhythmic flow.
Crickets chirp a timeless tune,
Serenading the watchful moon.

Fireflies flicker in fleeting flight,
Lanterns in the velvet night.
Their glow a whisper, soft and sweet,
Guiding dreams with gentle feet.

Ants march on in tireless quest,
Building dreams within their nest.
Unity in every stride,
A testament to strength and pride.

In the meadow where shadows play,
Insects weave the threads of day.
Each small life a story spun,
Under the watchful eye of the sun.