I saw a firefly in the woods, 
A tiny fallen star on the ground. 
I crouched down to look closer, and the earth told me 
(Who have never seen enough fireflies 
To light up the darkness; 
For whom even the faintest living glow is a wonder), 
The earth told me, 
"Your children will not witness a single firefly, 
Not even one such starlike gravestone, 
Shining between felled tree stumps, 
A glimmer in the thicket of the fear of losing me."