Come in From the Firefly Darkness

by Amy F. Bernon

A

Open up your door, my friend, and let me come in,

Come in from the firefly darkness to hear your stories again.

I have wandered through this land from end to end.

I've come home through the firefly darkness to sing with you again.

B

Sing songs of wonder, sing of life begun,

Of fireflies and full moons over meadows green.

Sing songs of children growing toward the sun,

Like the wild new flowers of the spring, the spring.

C

I've been up in mountain skies and the desert below,

Heard the roaring of the ocean, and watched the tall trees grow.

Road and river beckon me in voices clear and low,

My path will be lit by fireflies, so now friend, I must go.

My path will be lit by fireflies, so now friend, I must go.