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When Dawn's light shines through the pane.
When I mutter, "I slept in again."
I rise quickly, fast for me,
Before the daylight will flee,
For I have many tasks to do,
Before my next visit with you.

Don't run away.
Don't leave me too soon.
You must remember,
I promised you,
The Stars and the Moon.
Stay with me now.
Stay with me please,
For I beg forgiveness.
I'm down on my knees.
Praying for you Love.
You're what I need,
If I am to be able
To fulfill this need.

My mind is a wonder.
No it's not what I said.
The word is wander,
Not wonder. I'm here, not dead.
The eldest son of a second son,
my role in this World,
has work, which is still undone.
What do you make of the noise,
during these craziest of days,
when the Trump supporters
continue to support and praise,
for someone who does not
care about them and goes away.

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 over 12 hours of imaging and combines three specific emitted colors emitted by sulfur (colored as red), hydrogen (yellow), and oxygen (blue). Gallery: Notable images of the recent Total Solar Eclipse submitted to APOD

Photo by Nicolas Paladini

Photo Credit: David Torres Costales / Riobamba

When you left me on that day,
as I recall, it was in May.
Your body was here. Your mind gone.
A long lived couple, now I'm alone.
Alone I will sit, within the room.
No noise here, just like a tomb.
No one to talk to, but I see,
you are lost, in your reverie.

Perhaps you will soon surmise,
seeing the hurt within her eyes.
She can't remember anything.
A lament which will always bring,
a sadness for me to sing.

Barren the earth.
Cold is the night.
A bramble of branches,
Are naked in my sight.
The leaves are all gone.
They lay on the ground
as Song Birds sing
the most joyous sound.

”Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. The world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children"

Address given by U.S. President Dwight D. Eisenhower on April 16, 1953, speaking only three months into his presidency. The Cold War deepened during his administration and political pressures for increased military spending mounted. By the time he left office in 1961, he felt it necessary to warn of the military-industrial complex.

What can I say
on this beautiful day,
to keep you happy?
I wish I knew,
for I am the happiest,
when I am with you.

You can say it's a bow,
like three in a row,
or you can call it a bow,
by asking about how,
or if it sounds better,
just say how, now.

He walked alone,
over the bridge,
heading for town,
nine miles away.
He didn't have wheels,
for his work was gone.
He slept in the field,
with his old sleeping bag,
using a drop cloth, beneath
to avoid the dampness.
In the morning hours,
he arose from his place,
to look for some work,
so he could pay his way.
It was, for him,
another most beautiful
day. A day to rejoice,
about his lonely life.
Where else, in the World,
would I rather be,
than being able to write an Ode,
such as remembered by me?