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A fleeting Soul,
a life's song,
a cousin missing,
a relative gone.

Life is sad,
during this Holiday.
A first cousin
has passed away.

Winter snowfall blankets all,
covering lawns, shrubs and trees.
Whiteness abounds, throughout,
a Winter wonderland, to please.

Charles Kingsley (1819 – 1875) was a broad church priest of the Church of England, a university professor, social reformer, historian, novelist and poet. He is particularly associated with Christian socialism, the working men's college, and forming labour cooperatives, which failed, but encouraged later working reforms.
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NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Do you know the names of some of the brightest stars? It's likely that you do, even though some bright stars have names so old they date back to near the beginning of written language. Many world cultures have their own names for the brightest stars, and it is culturally and historically important to remember them. In the interest of clear global communication, however, the International Astronomical Union (IAU) has begun to designate standardized star names. Featured here in true color are the 25 brightest stars in the night sky, currently as seen by humans, coupled with their IAU-recognized names. Some star names have interesting meanings, including Sirius ("the scorcher" in Latin), Vega ("falling" in Arabic), and Antares ("rival to Mars" in Greek). You are likely even familiar with the name of at least one star too dim to make this list: Polaris. Almost Hyperspace: Random APOD Generator

Photo by Tragoolchitr Jittasaiyapan

From the East
the Sun arose,
warming our face,
toasting our toes.

Inside Life's circle,
love will abound,
filled with noise,
a musical sound.

Christmas carols,
of music renowned.
A Holiday Season,
with a lovely sound,

Off in the distance,
a choir sings,
while the chime
of sleigh bells ring.

A wonderful time
to love the day,
greeting all, as friends.
For Peace, I pray.

From out the dark, season brings
cold, crisp air, frozen lake.
It's now easy to see,
the stark cold, my breath does take.

I can never say to you,
how important the words are
coming from me too.
Separate the whey from the curds,
I'm telling you how much I love you.
These are my words.

The aircraft shuddered,
we were in a stall.
Nose up, working the pedals,
to keep the nose from a fall.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Get out your red/blue glasses and check out this stereo scene from Taurus-Littrow valley on the Moon! The color anaglyph features a detailed 3D view of Apollo 17's Lunar Rover in the foreground -- behind it lies the Lunar Module and distant lunar hills. Because the world was going to be able to watch the Lunar Module's ascent stage liftoff via the rover's TV camera, this parking place was also known as the VIP Site. Fifty years ago, in December of 1972, Apollo 17 astronauts Eugene Cernan and Harrison Schmitt spent about 75 hours on the Moon, while colleague Ronald Evans orbited overhead. The crew returned with 110 kilograms of rock and soil samples, more than from any of the other lunar landing sites. Cernan and Schmitt are still the last to walk (or drive) on the Moon.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Returning from beyond the Moon, on December 11 the Orion spacecraft entered Earth's atmosphere at almost 11 kilometers per second. That's half the speed of the grain of dust that created this long fireball meteor when it entered the atmosphere on December 13, near the peak of the annual Geminid meteor shower. As our fair planet makes its yearly pass through the dust trail of mysterious asteroid 3200 Phaethon, the parallel tracks of all Geminid meteors appear to radiate from a point in the constellation Gemini. But the twin stars of Gemini hide just behind the trees on the left in this night skyscape from the beautiful Blue Moon Valley, Yunnan, China. Reflected in the still waters of the mountain lake, stars of the constellation Orion are rising near center. Captured before moonrise, dazzling Mars is still the brightest celestial beacon in the scene.

Photo by Jeff Dai

I can be cowardly at times
with clenching of fist,
asking myself questions
of why do I exist?

Looking at others facing ills,
unwilling to talk about you.
Afraid, of you leaving me.
If it happens, what do I do?

I want you to remember,
all of the memories we had.
Realizing it will never be,
all of my memories, are sad.