Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,1
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.5
Only, of course, they can’t sustain1 the part.
—Robert Frost
1sustain: keep up
“Fireflies In The Garden” from The Poetry of Robert Frost edited by Edward Connery Lathern. Copyright © 1928 © 1956, 1969 by Robert Frost. Reprinted by permission of Henry Holt and Company, LLC.