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The path
was checkered,
as was
his past.

Why must you leave,
Why must you go?
You are the one,
I love you, so.

So little time,
to hold you once more.
Your smiling voice,
I do adore.

So many things,
so few days.
I am missing
the happy day ways.

The sound of laughter,
a ringing bell,
I will love you always,
and love you well.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

From afar, the whole thing looks like an eagle. A closer look at the Eagle Nebula, however, shows the bright region is actually a window into the center of a larger dark shell of dust. Through this window, a brightly-lit workshop appears where a whole open cluster of stars is being formed. In this cavity, tall pillars and round globules of dark dust and cold molecular gas remain where stars are still forming. Already visible are several young bright blue stars whose light and winds are burning away and pushing back the remaining filaments and walls of gas and dust. The Eagle emission nebula, tagged M16, lies about 6500 light years away, spans about 20 light-years, and is visible with binoculars toward the constellation of the Serpent (Serpens). This picture involved long and deep exposures and combined three specific emitted colors emitted by sulfur (colored as yellow), hydrogen (red), and oxygen (blue).

Photo by Gianni Lacroce

It was, Brick and Mortar,
for an exceptionally long time,
Now it's done with electronics,
when you sign in, Online.

F or I know it happens,
I know it wise,
S hould have a friend,
H e fishes with flies.

T he friend who knows,
A s I do too,
L oves to fish,
E ven as you do.

James Madison Alden (1834 - 1922). Born in Boxborough, MA, he was the great great great grandson of the John Alden who had journeyed across the Atlantic on the Mayflower. He enlisted in the naval force and was assigned to the Pacific Coast charting project.  He created numerous water color drawings as he travel up and down the West Coast and inland areas such as the Sierras and Yosemite. He served in the Civil War and spent his final years in Florida. He is regarded as one of the most highly accomplished of the expedition survey artists. A large body of his work exists.
Sources include The Royal Engineers Living History Group  and Islapedia among others. 

Here I go again,
with a clap of thunder.
Words assault me,
about going down under.

Down under the bridge,
where the troll master
lived, collecting tolls to
the Trolls' new disaster.

An Apricot colored bear,
slept under a tree.
Shade was the target,
a cool, want to be.

He was covered in
gold pollen, from a tree,
a beautiful coat,
it was to be.

He admired his coat,
down by the pool,
so golden in color,
He wasn't a fool.

It started raining
at the end of the day,
but his beautiful coat
with pollen, washed away.

The Sun arose anew
his fur was sheer,
it was the color of
an Apricot beer.

Do you aspire,
to be better than you are.
Do you wish to learn about life
and how to go far?

Step down, step aside.
A lot of men didn't,
although many men tried.

You must stay on schedule,
You must stay the course.
What was the saying,
" You can't beat a dead horse."

You must persevere,
while sticking to your gun,
you have been named
the "anointed one."