Poem by Frances Ann Johnson (c.1900-1980)
from “Hill Country: Summer” © 1958 Bethlehem, NH
Music by Winfield Shaw Clark
Sheet music (76K pdf)
The summer nights are all aglow
With elfin lamps that dart about.
Their tiny lights, now high, now low,
Like neon signs flash on, flash out.
I wander through the growing hay
Where all their dancing millions are,
And catch a few to watch the play
Of fireworks within a jar.
They fill the air with gleam and spark
Of restless lanterns in the night.
And I'm aware how very dark
The world would be without their light.
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