A Martian Odyssey
There are no clouds in the Martian sky
Curiosity cries at night
when no one hears her silent tears
when no one feels her pain
The sunsets are as thin as the air
no sounds are heard from afar
she cries for Sojourner the oldest here
whose time was cut so short
She wishes to visit him and the others
her brothers and sisters on Mars
but the signal directs, the command is clear
she turns towards Mount Sharp
Kenny A. Chaffin – 8/10/13
From my poetry collection - The Poet of Utah Park available from
Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00EKOTNA0
From my poetry collection - The Poet of Utah Park available from
Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00EKOTNA0
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