Once upon
a summer’s evening,
Just as the sky grew dark
but clear,
They saw a small light
faintly gleaming
In the hedgerow as they drew
near.
And on the grasses gently
blowing,
Fanned by the breeze as they
walked by,
Were tiny beacons brightly
glowing
And so they sought the
reason why.
Peering down among the
flowers
They spied a truly wondrous
sight,
Clinging tightly from the
bowers,
Were glow worms with their
tails alight.
Seldom had they seen such
splendour
When on their weekly journey
out,
Or found a sight so sweetly
tender,
With nature’s lanterns
all about.
So now then, when the days
get longer,
And herald in the month of
June
They’re out there,
seeking twilight’s wonder,
When glow worms far eclipse
the moon.
