The Honey Jar Necklace Snowflake lies this tiny fairy world

lies this tiny fairy world rarely seen

Many of you asked me if I will be making more  moths

And reach for a state still higher

Adorned with a single faceted Aquamarine

Till I return

The Honey Jar Necklace Snowflake lies this tiny fairy worldJoy and Pleasure (William Henry Davies) Now, joy is born of parents poor, And pleasure of our richer kind; Though pleasure's free, she cannot sing As sweet a song as joy confined. Pleasure's a Moth, that sleeps by day And dances by false glare at night; But Joy's a Butterfly, that loves To spread its wings in Nature's light. Joy's like a Bee that gently sucks Away on blossoms its sweet hour; But pleasure's like a greedy Wasp, That plums and cherries