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.

∼ Porter G., Hilda Offen, Pradera, Esme Eve, Alan Jesset, Richard Hooke