Is Firefly Or The Cruel World Is Blind?

“Fireflies in the Garden By Robert Frost 1874–1963 Here come real stars to fill the upper skies, And here on earth come emulating flies, That though they never equal stars in size, (And they were never really stars at heart) Achieve at times a very star-like start. Only, of course, they can't sustain the part.” ― Robert Frost, The Poetry of Robert Frost A polite dialect of the heart You can hear peacefully If you strum the sensitive strings carefully? And if you want to sing loudly She may accompany you merrily But please do not abandon her forgetfully As she cannot see the World melancholy? nimal p.dunuhinga