Tiny orbs of golden hue,
Draped in dreams, a starlit view.
They flicker soft, they hum a tune,
Dancing secrets to the moon.
Threads of magic strung with care,
Weaving wonder in the air.
A glow so warm, a heart’s delight,
They paint the dark with borrowed light.
Each tiny bulb, a story told,
Of whispered wishes, young and old.
Of laughter shared, and tears that dried,
Beneath their watch, where hope resides.
In stillness, they illuminate,
The corners time dares contemplate.
A simple string, yet so profound,
Binding hearts where love is found.
Oh, fairy lights, you softly sing,
Of fleeting moments, joy you bring.
You cast a spell, and we abide,
In your embrace, the world feels wide.
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