Firefly flying in the night sky
Fly thee magnificence on high
Tickled amongst the heavens above
Patter thy wings on my love
Soon the sun shall set the skies aglow
And you may wonder what light it will throw
Through dense trees it shall be piercing and fine
Dancing on underbrush and needles of pine
You shall mosey on through vast fields of iridescence
And come to a contemplation of a certain presence
Soon the sun shall come through clear and bright
Shining on its presence of light