This is my reading of Fireflies in the Garden-Robert Frost
Fireflies flitting in the musk- laden nightfall
Are as curious as cats with the garbage pail,-
Crystalline luster of their gaze sees through all
While winged fairies will seek here as there
How magic lantern of starry beams do filter,
And join the earth in her bewitching hour.
Original 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.