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Dance of the Fireflies
(poem was done by my daughter)
As a fog rolls in the dance begins. Lively they swarm, freely from all corners of the earth. Dancing on golden waters is where their destiny begins. As the sun peaks beyond the blue mountains they begin to panic, yet the dance goes on . Faster, stronger, they glide across the water. Stopping as the sky turns gold, their destiny dances to the corners of the earth again. The dance of the fireflies comes to a end.