Space is my Mistress,
and she beckons my return.
Since our departure I think of you
and yearn to fly across the heavens arm in arm.
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Nicely written, Don. I would like to have that vantage point. But still, when I lament the fact that I will never be able to travel in space, I walk outside on clear nights and gaze up, reminding myself that I am indeed flying through space on a rather large, spherical ship. Thank you for sharing, sir. Peace
My word! what a comparison! . beautiful! i've read so many comparison to a loved one but never like this one.So intelligent. you have brought Space alive and breathing in your poem. I have respect for the poem and to you as as an astronaut.
Lovely piece of poetry depicting the wonder and beauty of flying. It's a well articulated poem insightfully penned with conviction. A nice one indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.