Seesaw Into Space: Part 2

Cont'd from Seesaw into Space: Part 1 Round the Sun I catapulted and away from it I sped. Then I saw another planet. Mars! I thought — the one that's red. Mars was crisscrossed by long channels. On each pole was a plateau. And I wondered if some creatures might have lived here long ago. After Mars I flew with caution past the belt of asteroids. These were rocks of different sizes that an astronaut avoids. Coming up were outer planets. Jupiter was first in line. It was huge: all gas and liquid — like a murky, swirling brine. It had many moons around it and seemed very, very hot. What I couldn't help but notice was its red gigantic spot. After Jupiter came Saturn. There I saw amazing things: Clinging to this giant planet, were enormous rocky rings. Then came Uranus and Neptune: both were very large and green. From this far the Sun looked smaller: like a yellow jellybean. In the end I swung by Pluto — a dwarf planet under ice. It was cold and dark and lonely — not a place that I’d call nice. It was time to start the journey back to Earth where life is good. How I missed my favorite planet! This was what I understood. Even though the other planets are so interesting to see, There is nothing living on them while the Earth is home to me. As I landed on the seesaw, I said, "Jessica, my friend, Can you beat that jump, I wonder?" She replied: "I can't." The end.
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Debole Avatar
January 21, 2020 at 7:44 AM
Well thought out and logically poetic. I had to read Part 2 after reading Part 1.
Tumanov Avatar
January 21, 2020 at 9:27 AM
I appreciate your comment, Gail. Have a nice day :)
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