Firefly Light up warm eveningsBioluminescent joyBeautiful display – Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy Share this:TwitterFacebookTumblrPinterestWhatsAppEmailLike this:Like Loading... 47 thoughts on “Firefly” Add yours Beautiful Loading... Reply Thanks so much π Loading... Reply My pleasure Loading... πππ Loading... Soothing…. π€ Loading... Reply Thanks so much.π Loading... Reply I love that second lineππππ Loading... Reply Happy to hear that. Thank you.π Loading... Reply ππ Loading... I was 41 when I saw my first firefly. “Bioluminescent joy” is an incredibly apt description. Gorgeous little poem, Grace! π Loading... Reply That’s great. I’m curious if you have ever photographed any? Thanks so much, Mike.π Loading... Reply No photographs, alas. I was in Louisiana at the time and didn’t get any photography done for a few reasons, but I still have the memories. π Loading... Nice to know. Maybe some day. Iβm sure you would take a gorgeous one if the opportunity presents itself. Hope you are having a fabulous day.π Loading... Joyful Loading... Reply Thank youπ Loading... Reply Fireflies are such magical creatures. Such fun running after them as a kid. I love your poem- especially the bioluminescent joy! Loading... Reply They sure are. Me too, I was in awe by their presence as a child. Thank you so much, Susan.πππ Loading... Reply Little poem for a little firefly π Loading... Reply ππππ Loading... Reply Wow, that is indeed serene and gorgeous! Loading... Reply Thanks so much, dear Joyce π Loading... Reply Hehe. You’re very welcome, Grace. ^_^ Loading... πππ Loading... Your verses are those fireflies that illuminate the heart and mind. Excellent writing, friend Grace. Loading... Reply Thank you so much, Lincoln πππ Loading... Reply Love this organic light. π Loading... Reply Happy to hear that, K. Thank you π Loading... Reply youβre welcome, dear friend .π Loading... πππ Loading... Always love new words.. β€οΈ ‘βBioluminescent joyβ”β£οΈ Loading... Reply Happy to hear that my friend.π Loading... Reply pleasure always! β£οΈ Loading... πππ Loading... damn, your Haiku is always perfect, dear friend. ππβ€οΈ Loading... Reply So sweet of you. Thanks so much π Loading... Reply This poem make me to remember the time when I saw the firefly for the first time. Joyful. Loading... Reply Happy it brought you good memories. Thanks so much.π Loading... Reply So beautiful, and so natural ! A lovely poem indeed, Grace ππ Loading... Reply Thanks a bunch, my friend.π Loading... Reply Always a pleasure, Grace π Loading... πππ Loading... Nice Loading... Reply Thank you πππ Loading... Reply You’re welcome πβ¨οΈπ€π Loading... πππ Loading... βΊπ Loading... Beautiful Loading... Reply Leave a ReplyCancel reply
I was 41 when I saw my first firefly. “Bioluminescent joy” is an incredibly apt description. Gorgeous little poem, Grace! π Loading... Reply
That’s great. I’m curious if you have ever photographed any? Thanks so much, Mike.π Loading... Reply
No photographs, alas. I was in Louisiana at the time and didn’t get any photography done for a few reasons, but I still have the memories. π Loading...
Nice to know. Maybe some day. Iβm sure you would take a gorgeous one if the opportunity presents itself. Hope you are having a fabulous day.π Loading...
Fireflies are such magical creatures. Such fun running after them as a kid. I love your poem- especially the bioluminescent joy! Loading... Reply
They sure are. Me too, I was in awe by their presence as a child. Thank you so much, Susan.πππ Loading... Reply
Your verses are those fireflies that illuminate the heart and mind. Excellent writing, friend Grace. Loading... Reply
This poem make me to remember the time when I saw the firefly for the first time. Joyful. Loading... Reply
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I was 41 when I saw my first firefly. “Bioluminescent joy” is an incredibly apt description. Gorgeous little poem, Grace! π
That’s great. I’m curious if you have ever photographed any? Thanks so much, Mike.π
No photographs, alas. I was in Louisiana at the time and didn’t get any photography done for a few reasons, but I still have the memories. π
Nice to know. Maybe some day. Iβm sure you would take a gorgeous one if the opportunity presents itself. Hope you are having a fabulous day.π
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Fireflies are such magical creatures. Such fun running after them as a kid. I love your poem- especially the bioluminescent joy!
They sure are. Me too, I was in awe by their presence as a child. Thank you so much, Susan.πππ
Little poem for a little firefly π
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Wow, that is indeed serene and gorgeous!
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Hehe. You’re very welcome, Grace. ^_^
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Your verses are those fireflies that illuminate the heart and mind.
Excellent writing, friend Grace.
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This poem make me to remember the time when I saw the firefly for the first time.
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Happy it brought you good memories. Thanks so much.π
So beautiful, and so natural ! A lovely poem indeed, Grace ππ
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