I found this poem at 4to40.com

There sure were a lot of fireflies out when I took my walk tonight. I don't remember seeing wo many since I was a child. My children never caught them like I did. We were afraid the mosquitoes in the country would carry them away if we let them out after dark!


Poems: The Firefly who lost his Light

Freddie Firefly, late one night
Discovered he had lost his light.
And while the others danced about
He sat and cried, "My light's gone out!"
No one heeded Freddie's cry
As gaily they went flitting by.
Freddie sadly crawled along
And wondered where his light had gone.
The moon cast moonbeams all around
And saw poor Freddie on the ground.
She asked him why he fretted so,
And Freddie told his tale of woe.
"Don't worry," said the kindly moon,
"You'll get your pretty light back soon.
Just fly into the moonbeams' glow-
The light will stick to you," and so
Freddie did as he was told.
The moonbeam bathed him all in gold.
His light shone brightly in the sky,
Once more a proper firefly.
A little torch up in the air,
He danced away without a care.
Poems: The Firefly who lost his Light

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