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Fireflies

A favorite past time,
For a child and the child within.
Fireflies come out and light up the night.

Their beauty brings out
the sweet innocence of a child,
to run happy and free
after the sun has set.

Blinking their lights together
like a morse code.
A code of which we cannot understand,
but admire deeply,
with fascination.

They're trusting enough,
that when you hold out your hand
they will land and rest upon it.
One of the world's many wonders
right in our very own, backyard.
Written by DreamerSeeker
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