THE firefly, flickering about In busy brightness, near and far Lets not his little lamp go out Because he cannot be a star. He only seeks, the hour he lives, Bravely his tiny part to play, And all his being freely gives To make a summer evening gay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FRIENDLY WOOD by PAUL VALERY THE PASSOVER IN THE HOLY FAMILY (FOR A DRAWING) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI ON THE BIRTH OF HIS SON by SU SHIH THE GYPSY by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS THE FAIR THIEF by CHARLES WYNDHAM WINDOW TRIMMER by MARGARET LEE ASHLEY |