F is for the Firefly – That twinkles at night

 

F is for the Firefly That twinkles at night

 

When I was a young boy of twelve,
I stepped out into the garden of my house one night,
and looked at the enormous tree there.
I saw a tiny twinkling light falling from a branch.

I was fascinated by the light,
and ran towards the tree,
but before I could reach the tree,
the light was gone and there was darkness everywhere.

Later when I grew up,
I learned in my biology class,
that what I had seen that night,
were you the wonderful firefly.

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