Space Program Poem by Donal Mahoney

Space Program



I understand
the next spaceship
goes to Mars.

The Moon’s old hat.
We went there long ago.
Our flag is planted.

I’d rather go
where old monks go
on wings of prayer.

Monday, April 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: god
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