Firefly Evening

Firefly Evening

They filled the air and flew about

With their little pen lights out

Blip blip in the sky

So bright for their little size

A guiding light they signaled there

In morse code there everywhere

With the warm summer eve

Alive with their electricity

When the whip-poor-will gave his call

They stayed a bit in grasses tall

Until their little safety lights

Signaled there that all was right

One in the hand was deceiving

With their lights no longer blinking

Until again they were free

To fly around so casually

They were nature to be seen

And talked about excitedly

Those lazy summers when we were kids

With simple times the lives we lived