A tiny spark in evening’s haze,
A lantern bright in twilight’s maze.
A flicker soft, a golden gleam,
Like whispers woven in a dream.
Through velvet skies it waltzes free,
A fleeting star for all to see.
No sun nor moon commands its light,
Yet still it dances through the night.
A silent poet, drifting near,
Its glow a song for hearts to hear.
A beacon small, yet shining bold,
A tale of wonder softly told.
Oh, little firefly, glowing bright,
A fleeting ember in the night.
You teach us all with every spark—
True light still shines within the dark.
Copyright 2025
Crystal Amon
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