The Fireflies yield the way.

The lightening bugs  twinkle.

Their silvery lights uncover the dark..

Leading, by glimmering the astray.

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Wandering forlorn paths of leaves

Damp from evening dew that had fallen

Cool toes playing on grass

When fall takes summer by weaves

I Kissed the boy on his jowl

Bobbing for apples on equinox

The caramel corn enchanted our sences

But, come winter, the hungry wolves do howl.

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Cold and dark a gloomy cover

Skies ending, the tales of fall

Covered within a blanket by a fire

Thus relinquishing time and giving foliage a chance to recover

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Suddenly a green leaf bursts open

Warm sunlight fills the cold dying soul

Rainwater quench their parched thirst

Then, fireflies come with spring’s floral fortunes.