Tiny feet scamper across dewy seas Firefly eyes dart amidst blades of dark green Moonlight shines softly on faces that tease Tiny feet scamper across dewy seas Bobbing and hoping between limbs of trees Teeny folk dancing that no one has seen Tiny feet scamper across dewy seas Leaving no footprints to tell where they've been.
My first Triolet I used the .pentameter (English version) where each line only has 10 syllables