Fireflies keep me awake,
as the night unfolds with countless lights,
I wonder, and wonder,
O’ fireflies with flickering lights,
have you found your knights,
is the night warm enough
for your lights to work the magic
to catch the perfect mates?
Global warming causes many hazards
suppose the nights are not warm enough
for the chemicals to work
and fireflies do not get their lights,
will that mean death, no mating, and
the end of fireflies?
I sit awake; night grows deep
staring out at the waning moon,
the garden wears a lighted ring,
a fairy girdle of winking lights,
the fireflies go high and low
I hope, hope
this summer is rich in romance
for the fireflies to find love.
Summer without them
would be loveless warmth.
Every summer is a blessing,
a return to paradise with fireflies:
the time for my love and I to indulge each other
with care and love as fireflies mate
and light up our fairy-like romance.
Tulip Chowdhury writes from Massachusetts, USA.
