In the darkness, flashes of golden bright
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like mystical fairies
flying through the summer night.
A bit of nature's magic
showering us with delight.
Igniting joy while
mesmerizing with a dance of light
in single blinks to ignited flurries
oh what a truly enchanted sight!
There is nothing better than sitting outside at twilight and catching the light show put on by fireflies. There is something magical about it. With each blink, a bit of joy is kindled in me. Sitting in silence, watching light dance around the yard is a pure joy of this season. I plan to soak it up each night I can.
Poetry form: Magic 9
Photo Credit: Photo by Marek Piwnicki: https://www.pexels.com/photo/light-dawn-landscape-nature-12966921/
I have never written a Magic 9. I liked the word choice and rhyming in your poem. I love fireflies, and this reminded me of my childhood summer nights.
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