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If love was a number,
would it be odd or even?
If you must choose,
Seven or eleven.

A ditty from the,
"Two, four, six, eight"
chanting about
"Who do we appreciate?"

We all have a number,
which we will choose.
Not ones or "Snake eyes"
stay with threes or twos.

The lines, in this babble
of words which I write,
are becoming idiotic,
this sleepiest night.

So off to bed, I will go
my words will be few.
Goodnight to you,
Farewell and adieu.

Into the darkness,
go quickly and fast,
or you may stumble,
finding your path.

Why is there fear,
of the dark, unknown?
It's like a Spy novel,
when your cover is blown.

In the still of the night,
when I should be asleep,
thoughts run through my head.
Many are shallow, some are deep.

Words, some familiar, some not,
rattling around, in this old mind.
Most are complimentary.
Seldom are they unkind.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Wouldn't it be fun to color in the universe? If you think so, please accept this famous astronomical illustration as a preliminary substitute. You, your friends, your parents or children, can print it out or even color it digitally. While coloring, you might be interested to know that even though this illustration has appeared in numerous places over the past 100 years, the actual artist remains unknown. Furthermore, the work has no accepted name -- can you think of a good one? The illustration, first appearing in a book by Camille Flammarion in 1888, is frequently used to show that humanity's present concepts are susceptible to being supplanted by greater truths.

If your whiteness blinds you,
when you have the audacity to
insult people of color.
Racial bias is an issue.
Treat each other as human beings.
It costs little to nothing to be courteous.
Love thy neighbor.

The days grow nigh,
extending the light,
as days grow longer,
shortening the night.

My mind runs amok,
out of control.
Emotionally spent,
with still a yearning,
for you.

When love's song,
a sweet refrain,
brings back memories,
of you.

Matters not the words
or the musical notes,
for my love,
to you.

He went camping,
amongst the trees.
Moving fast, hitting his head,
bringing him to his knees.

When you walk in the dark,
remember branches on trees,
to avoid ending up,
on your rear end or knees.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

A darkened and mysterious north polar region known to some as Mordor Macula caps this premier high-resolution view. The portrait of Charon, Pluto's largest moon, was captured by New Horizons near the spacecraft's closest approach on July 14, 2015. The combined blue, red, and infrared data was processed to enhance colors and follow variations in Charon's surface properties with a resolution of about 2.9 kilometers (1.8 miles). A stunning image of Charon's Pluto-facing hemisphere, it also features a clear view of an apparently moon-girdling belt of fractures and canyons that seems to separate smooth southern plains from varied northern terrain. Charon is 1,214 kilometers (754 miles) across. That's about 1/10th the size of planet Earth but a whopping 1/2 the diameter of Pluto itself, and makes it the largest satellite relative to its parent body in the Solar System. Still, the moon appears as a small bump at about the 1 o'clock position on Pluto's disk in the grainy, negative,telescopic picture inset at upper left. That view was used by James Christy and Robert Harrington at the U.S. Naval Observatory in Flagstaff to discover Charon in June of 1978.