David Lessard

Freshman - 744 Points (09-14-1941 / Massachusetts)

Space. - Poem by David Lessard

There are planets in the sky,
whose names we do not know;
all we do is stare and gape,
something old back then, aglow.

Light that came from years ago,
we gaze at in the night;
created for our vision,
this star-filled, wondrous sight!

There are comets racing high,
asteroids all afire;
black holes that suck up stars,
as they suddenly expire.

Galaxies that dwarf our own,
are out there, in the void;
we see the northern lights at times,
and we are overjoyed.

There are nebulas, swirling round,
gaseous clusters, that bend the mind;
as we slumber silently,
as space above, unwinds.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 25, 2014


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