In the velvet embrace of night, they rise,
Tiny beacons dancing in the twilight skies.
Their luminescence whispers ancient tales,
Of dreams and wishes that the darkness veils.

Through the meadows where the shadows sleep,
They weave through the silence, secrets they keep.
Each flicker a promise, each glow a sigh,
Fireflies, the poets of the starry sky.

Nature’s lanterns, they guide the heart,
Lighting paths where lovers may start.
In their soft glow, hope finds a way,
Embracing the night, turning darkness to day.

Oh, ephemeral flames, so brief your light,
Yet in your spark, the world ignites.
Fireflies, in your fleeting flight,
You paint the night with pure delight.