Firefly by Jacqueline Woodson

It's almost May
and yesterday
I saw a firefly.

You don't see
them a lot
in the city.

Sometimes
in the park
in the near dark

one comes out
you'll hear
a little kid shout

Lightning bug! Firefly!

It's almost May
and yesterday
I caught a firefly in my hand.

First firefly I
seen in a
long, long time.

Make a wish,
Miss Edna said.
Make a good one.

Firefly wishes always come true.

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/58430/firefly-56d23ccbb5f21

(I meant to post this a month ago. Where does time even go?)