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Why Are There Stars
When once I pondered whence came the stars With baited breath and rapid pulse I let my spirit loose to fly To the source of my concern. Pollux was first to welcome my quest And I shouted, “Why are there stars?” “A dragon’s sneeze, with blazing glow Birthed my neighbor and myself.” “Why are there stars?” of Altair I asked. He grudgingly barked a reply. “Methuselah’s birthday candles Blew embers strewn heavenward!” With spirit weary, I ventured on With many more stars left to source. “Why are there stars?” was my anthem Until fully satisfied. Vega had to hold back a giggle When faced with my inquiry “Atalanta now wears Nike’s Cleats poking holes to the gods.” With one more cluster to hit I flew “Why are there stars” my only words But never in my pondering Could I picture what was said. “When your father passed ten years ago He obsessed of your fear of dark. He never rests, or takes a break But hangs nightlights for your peace.” June 26, 2018
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