The Glow-Worm

The glow worm, how the tiny creature, flying with the light, The light glimmering And the path it lighting upon, Decorating the night, The bushes and the creepers, Flying into skies. A yellowish and grey looking worm, With the dotted eyes, It keeps lighting and radiating The bushes and the creepers And the paths lonely. When not with the light Returning all alone on the muddy ways, I fearing the snakes, Find you lighting, Glowing and glimmering. The glow worm a strange gift of God Gifted with the light And they showing in their own, To fly with the light, To sparkle their job. A little worm, pale and yellow, With two dotted eyes Taking the flight And illuminating, Sparkling and twinkling. The light it has got, The twinkle and the sparkle Not less than that of a star, They shining up above And the glow worms beneath.