In twilight’s gentle embrace, they dance,
Fireflies in a luminous trance.
Flickering whispers in the dark,
Painting the night with their spark.
Beneath the canopy of stars, they roam,
Each glow a silent poem.
A symphony of light, soft and grand,
Weaving dreams with their tiny hands.
In meadows hushed, their glow does bloom,
A fleeting light to chase away gloom.
In every flash, a story unfolds,
Tales of wonder, brave and bold.
O, fireflies of the night, so bright,
Guardians of the secret light.
In your glow, we find a piece,
Of nature’s quiet, endless peace.