I danced around in the dark, with all the other moths And I was attracted to a light, as we all are. You were so bright and, I thought not so far, And full of life and joyful. I was a well-meaning moth only wishing to help, Tired of the dark and in need of life and light, Hoping you wouldn’t be repelled by the sight Of a moth who came too close. But it was my fate to fly too close to your light, And I was burned like a creature of the night. Yet I flatter myself that you were sorry to see me die.