Saturn is the basic of all basics,
Simply because when you fancy the stars,
They place the planet in the corner
Because even a child recognizes its glow.
The rings are what make it stand out,
The hexagonal storm on its top a staple,
And I am totally in love with it.
Bring me a model planet of Saturn,
So I can trace every line of its internal storm,
It's waistline of icy rings that call
Out to me like a mother to a child.
I cannot go to Saturn, so be it.
So I will bring Saturn to me.
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The Beginning To The End
PoetryI've never been a poet, that much is certain, but I can tell you that it does get written. A lot. These are the collections of my poetry I've written, and some of them hit hard for me.
