Too high tonight...
My telescope never
Brought them within
Reach....
Why should I wish to
Reach out...
And, with one
Tiny finger,
Give them a gift of
The Earth...?
How silly of me on
This Night....
This Earth was their
Gift...
To us.
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A beautiful image - the grain of sand, the leaf of grass. You say it so well. love, Allie xxxx