Messenger art thou of nightly heavens,
Smallest of the eight siblings sired by Sun,
Tell me for what crucial errands ye run,
O slow down, do catch thine breath if for once.
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Slow down O sprinter, what use so much haste?
Do calm down a bit, ye know haste is waste.
Bautiful imagery. your mind dances with this.. fine poem. tony
Thank you Dr Antony. But there are six/seven such poems, one each on main planets. And I must say you're an explorer/miner in search of something interesting.
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Slow down O sprinter, what use so much haste? Do calm down a bit, ye know haste is waste. Bautiful imagery. your mind dances with this.. fine poem. tony
Thank you Dr Antony. But there are six/seven such poems, one each on main planets. And I must say you're an explorer/miner in search of something interesting.