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Off we go,
once again.
A new task,
making my head spin.

Alone, by myself,
I hope to endure,
doing the task,
with minimal fear.

What lies ahead,
for today and tomorrow.
At this point in time,
it's heartache and sorrow.

The weather is cool,
no rain in sight,
which means,
it will rain tonight.

Come to me,
oh, paradise of love.
Bring forth your charm,
from your treasure trove

She was dressed in blue,
which matched her eyes.
A voice so lovely
it provoked many sighs.

She flowed across,
the dance floor, wide.
My desire was
to be by her side.

Strange how memories,
sometimes are ready made.
Remembrance's flow
and then they fade.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

What does this aurora look like to you? While braving the cold to watch the skies above northern Canada early one morning in 2013, a most unusual aurora appeared. The aurora definitely appeared to be shaped like something, but what? Two ghostly possibilities recorded by the astrophotographer were "witch" and "goddess of dawn", but please feel free to suggest your own Halloween-enhanced impressions. Regardless of fantastical pareidolic interpretations, the pictured aurora had a typical green color and was surely caused by the scientifically commonplace action of high-energy particles from space interacting with oxygen in Earth's upper atmosphere. In the image foreground, at the bottom, is a frozen Alexandra Falls, while evergreen trees cross the middle. Help Wanted: Professional-astronomer level guest writers and assistant editors for APOD

Photo by Yuichi Takasaka, TWAN

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I write words of yesterday,
today and the coming tomorrow.
Days of seasonal change
and about those days of sorrow.

Days of sadness,
memories of a past sorrow,
lost in Demented brain,
with nothing left to borrow.

When clouds race up above,
with rain drops, cool weather,
it's time to go where it's warm
to watch football together.

I lived in the country,
she lived in town.
I was a country bumpkin,
she was my "Alice blue gown."

I tried to pick her hup,
when I was in town.
Her response to me,
"Get lost you creep", was renown.

Now, I reflect about our
66 + years together.
Funny how life sometimes,
is changeable, like the weather.

I look in the mirror,
what do I see,
an elderly man,
looking at me.

He looks familiar,
at first glance.
Was his life lucky
when he had a chance?