Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Fireflies in the Garden by: Robert Frost

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.



When I was a child I loved chasing fireflies at Grandpa’s. We’d catch them in the many glass jars that he always had about, always afraid of a depression again I suppose. I’d find them near Grandma’s lilac bush.My Dad has one growing from her’s in his yard. I want one someday in my yard. I’d capture the little glowing wonders only to let them go in the house. I always wondered if they made Grandma giggle and Grandpa grumble. When they turned out the light for the night.

7 comments:

preacherman said...

Milly,

I enjoy your comments on L.E.'s blog.
You have great thoughts.
I am glad I come across your blog.
I enjoyed reading and love for you to check out mine anytime.
God bless.

Kansas Bob said...

Fireflies - now I haven't thought about them in a long time. Your post transported me back to my Aunt and Uncle's front yard about 50 years where my sister and I caught some fireflies in a glass jar. Thanks for the ride :)

L.E.Meredith said...

Growing up in north central Arkansas as a kid after a short summer rain we would catch lightning bugs as they were called there and make a lamp. It does bring back things not thought about for years. a simpler time. Thanks LEM

preacherman said...

I love Robert Frost. He is one of my favorite poets.

Danny Kaye said...

Yeah,
Fireflies are cool. But when I was a little boy the only thing we did with fireflies after we caught them was...

well...

hmmm...

actually...

nevermind...

I don't thing it needs to be said.

Anonymous said...

My experience with Fireflies was in Birmingham AL when I was MUCH younger while visiting my uncle...lots of fun!

We're not as cruel, ornery, or mean as Danny Kaye, so whatever he did to the Firelies you know it was bad; something us NICE people wouldn't think of doing :)

Maeghan said...

I love the poem ... lovely.
Thanks for sharing :)