Light bugs.

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Gazing with my open eye

Light bugs are soaring in the night sky

Yellow sparkles, twinkle

Whooshing from left to right, tinkle

A smiley face is squeakily drawn

On a foggy window, to see what's done

Opening the door and running to

The light bugs that uplift you

Pulling the lid from the jar

the lightbug bouncing not from far

Grimacing at the jar lid

Instead is place a circle shaped, card board

In top of the jar with little tiny holes

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