Sky Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Sky

Theatre was sky
-when I was small child
-great were Moon and Sun,
-the same were the Stars
-all actors on stage.

"What is this? "
-most kids asked.

I, too, was among them!
-answered us the elders.

Now, looking at sky
-I feel like seeing Mom.

Her voice is in the air
-I hear her answer:
- "Someone died! "

After years as pilot
-learning to navigate
-taking the L.O. Ps
-from Earth, Satellites
-to end up with a "Fix"
-to know where plane is
-I guess that some replies
-were funny, even dumb!

I think of Mom's answer
-if would see the comet
-that has been brightest
- (for years and closest!)

The Comet Wirtanen
-heard being discovered
-in Nineteen-Forty-Eight
-to make the closest
-pass by Earth;
-orbiting around Sun,
-that gives us living, life
-and itself will soon die!