1/2/08_Poem by Betina Hershey Russo
I never meant to
leave you
Alone on the edge
of a planet,
Rolling, rolling,
rolling.
I see you found three
friends
Who have pointed out
that glorious
Sliver of moon, and
the stars
Freckling the sky.
I may return.
If I do, will you allow
me to land?
Friday, January 2, 2009
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