The Eternal Tourist
I pondered on the firmament
Wondering where comets went
They seem to be in some cosmic race,
As they hurtle around in outer space.
A beautiful sight upon the eye
When they grace a starlit sky,
But it must be strange indeed
Eternally going at full speed,
In endless orbit, on and on
Off into the far beyond,
To places we will never see
Touring, for eternity.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2017
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