Fireflies
Day puts on its dusky cloak,
As phosphorescent fireflies,
Like sunlit diamonds flash,
And circle beneath broad oaks.
Lovely little lanterns
Fly freely to and fro
Winking, blinking, twinkling
As on and off they go.
Many settle on the boughs,
To flash their mates below,
Lighting trees recurrently
With their luminescent glow.
Pulsing on, pulsing off
My heart beats to their light
With thoughts of love for you
For whom I’ll pray this night.
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