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A Forest full of Fireflies 🧚‍♀️

A Forest full of Fireflies 🧚‍♀️

Wow a forest full of fireflies, such a spectacular sight

Flickering, flashing fireglows of yellow delight

One would think they were frolicking fairies if they didn’t know better

Flying around frantically in their twinkling small sweater

Oh how magical and mystical fireflies really are

Shining brightly amongst the woodland looking like
little headlamps on a car

Shimmering radiantly in oscillation on a mission to find a mate

Two beaming bodies of scintillation on a courtship date

.Quivering in vibration what a glorious display

The clandestine creatures of the night in their passion pursuit play…

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Greg Etsell

wonderful poem as always
good morning Jilll!!!!!!

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Jill Tait

Good morning Greg ❤️Sat with my sister 

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The fish of the sea

Ahhhh, I see a fellow poet using Microsoft images too! XD Sorry Jill, I guess I`m just in a giggly mood this evening. I just wanted to say what a fabulous poem, the imagery made me feel as if I was actually there. Love it

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Gwendoline

Lovely Jill 💗 I have often thought fireflies remind me of fairies. You crafted a magical moment in nature here xx

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Jill Tait

Awww Thankx my lovely
lass 🧚‍♀️💕🧚‍♀️

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