Here’s a great little poem by author Mitch Teemley. If you haven’t checked out his site, your missing something good.
I saw a lone firefly last night
Dear creature, why didn’t you turn to the right
when you came to August?
You missed your cue for happiness
Now your time to burn has come to an end
Or can it be
there’s something that only you can see
something so sweetly surpassingly bright
that all else fades
in its perfect Light?