The Firefly Forest

As I gaze upon the majestic moon, She walks abreast in her silver shoon. To and fro I stroll and see, A sublime glimmer on the teak wood tree. As the tranquil woods were calling me, I sprinted ahead, in a sense of glee. Hither and thither I wandered about, Until a figure was spotted, ghastly and stout. Slowly and softly, forward I crouched, Just a little bit of jostle, among the bushes of ouch. In a trice, to my surprise, I see a lambent glow amidst my eyes. Oh! What a beautiful sight, To see the woods ignite with light. Still this memory, lies deep in my hearts core, Of a firefly forest by the lakeshore.