Grand Center Arts Academy
City of St. Louis, MO

Glistening all through the night,
Watch them all as they take flight.
Soaring gracefully through the sky,
Come to me my firefly.

Blinking, flashing, here and there,
Flapping, buzzing, through the air.
I watch them as I give a sigh.
Come to me my firefly.

The way you fly is like a dove,
Watching you is what I love,
Looking up in the grass I lie.
Come to me my firefly.

The sun is rising and you must go,
Where you fly I just don’t know.
As you leave I wonder why
Why must you go, my firefly?