The Space Between Stars Is Not Empty
As I sit here upon this full moon,
it is October not hot June.
The comets whiz by playing a happy tune,
they make me want to swoon.
The space between stars is not empty hooray,
it is filled with colors of blue and gray.
I love to watch by night and by day,
being filled with both the moon and sun spray.
I see this pretty space beltway,
the shinning diamond stars have much to say.
Each star has a roll to play,
out here in this pretty space buffet.
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2024
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