I often mentioned the stars
And fancied I was strange
But we never dwelled on them
For they told me there's a reason why one shouldn't imagine.
Yet I'll always be grateful of what they've done for me;
The subtle surety of Mar's red gaze
And the mysterious purpose that Jupiter brings
I'd swim with the diamonds around Saturn's ring and dry off on Mercury
If I could withstand the Sun's rays
But I fear I've been through worst already.
I can empathize with Pluto
To be something, become significant, then out of the show.
The planet with no core it was no surprise,
He'd join Uranus
Though im quite like one myself.
When I'm not overwhelmed or immersed in cartoon
I'll be mystified by the gravity of Neptune
The grand sea of the galaxy
I'll catch a wave on a meteor or two
And hitch a ride on a shooting star
~ Back to earth,
several courses later, A couple doodles here, still an hour to go.
I'd do it again ,
if I can stay a longer while.
Perhaps a chance
in the Magellanic Clouds
Or a Stint of time in Adromeda's stay
What a thought, the Niles of space
To find my parallel one face with two styles!
There's a reason they told me not to imagine,
For time can be its own assassin.
Just Like the stars glow and burn out fast,
They tell me three decades have already passed.
