If You Catch a Firefly
By Lilian Moore (1909–2004)
If you catch a firefly
and keep it in a jar
You may find that
you have lost
A tiny star.
If you let it go then,
back into the night,
You may see it
Lilian Moore, “If You Catch a Firefly” from I Feel the Same Way (New York: Atheneum, 1967). Copyright © 1967 by Lilian Moore. All Rights Renewed and Reserved. Used by permission of Marian Reiner.
Mere moments ago, (If that be, because I couldn't wait to herald!), my pocketbook all by itself opened to my favorite online emporium, Victorian Trading Co., because who could conjure up resistance to
I've made buys of several! So far, one to go to the Pink Room and one to side~by~side night~light me as I doss in my own nest! The rest (a dozen's half in tally), I still make thinks about what places will be their very own.) What stunners ideed, truly you agree? [About this MustMakeMine says VTC: "We've chanced upon a clever souvenir of those magical evenings spent under a canopy of stars, gleefully in seeking those evasive, blinking yellow 'Lightning Bugs'."]
It is Victorian Trading Company's crystal ring, who tells this tale: "Ivy-covered Austrian crystal spans two fingers like a neglected Victorian garden."
Any better do descriptives ever be?!
Such snaggable poetry caught me
hook, line and shiny dropball!