• The blackness of Space,
    the final frontier.
    A comet, with its orange streaks,
    passes by.
    The planets spin around a star,
    our Sun.
    The tiny white dots that litter the darkness,
    those little lamps, our stars.
    The smell of gases and dust fill the sky.
    A loud explosion, light years away.
    A star says farewell. A supernova takes its place.
    Now Red Giants or White Dwarfs
    appear.
    The little specks around our Earth,
    Man-made satellites,
    not including the moon.
    Nebulas, stars being born, but
    not in cots, they.
    And I wonder,
    what else goes on
    up there?