Lightning outside, thunder and rain and cars’ headlights. Inside a dim light, and a kid patient but shy is waiting for dad to arrive, as the night is now dry. Dad gets inside; kid feels alright. in the darkness of the night, they bravely switch off the light. Hand in hand they're outside. No moon or stars are in sight, but magical bugs zig-zagging in the skies— in the darkness of the night a constellation of fireflies… Beautiful is the dark, beautiful in the night, beautiful are the fireflies, and they’re magical light. They sleep outside, under no moon, but blinky fairy lights. Pull the blanket, sing a lullaby… Good night fireflies, Sweet dreams, Good night. "Dad, see that one there? I’ll call him Zig-zag…" Good night...
