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How can you be brave,
hour after hour,
when love is now gone
and you no longer have power.

The worst thing that happens,
when you do this today,
is giving up, leaving,
as you run away.

A new day,
actively being aware,
working hard to survive,
no time to spare.

Hit the "bricks running",
don't mind the stair,
many tasks lie ahead,
no time to spare.

Danced the light, lightly,
reflection in her eyes.
A beautiful smile,
leading to sighs.

Men who adored her,
young but unwise,
pursued her with passion,
leading to sighs.

Sleeping was her desire,
not wanting to rise,
she was wanted by others,
leading to sighs.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Would you like to see a total eclipse of the Sun? If so, do any friends or relatives live near the path of next April's eclipse? If yes again, then you might want to arrange a well-timed visit. Next April 8, the path of a total solar eclipse will cross North America from western Mexico to eastern Canada, entering the USA in southern Texas and exiting in northern Maine. All of North America will experience the least a partial solar eclipse. Featured here is a map of the path of totality. Many people who have seen a total solar eclipse tell stories about it for the rest of their lives. As a warmup, an annular solar eclipse will be visible later this year -- in mid-October.

We sat on the couch.
It was yesterday.
We sat closely,
no pushing away.

You surprised me,
hadn't heard this before,
you told me then,
"I don't like you, no more."

Your eyes, glazed over,
your look was afar,
as you sit near me,
I know, not, where you are.

You have become,
physically mean.
Swearing and hitting,
has become your routine.

Having mixed feelings,
uncertain what to do.
Is this when I leave,
bidding you Adieu?

Why am I angry?
Why do I care?
Why don't I leave,
going, who knows where?

To see a loved one,
as mental acuity fades,
while my own
personality, jades.

I'm angry at myself,
for losing control.
Not a good Caregiver,
not fulfilling my role.

Madness, becomes you,
she said to me.
I write these words,
thinking only of thee.

My mind in a twirl,
longing to be,
with you again,
though you don't like me.

He was no longer here.
He no longer came.
I feel quite badly,
not remembering his name.

I see many people,
many looking the same,
but I still have an issue,
not remembering his name.

Perhaps, you have seen,
all those who remain,
to me it's a mystery,
not remembering his name.

Many the evening,
ignorance was to blame
as I keep struggling,
not remembering his name.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

What's that red ring in the sky? Lightning. The most commonly seen type of lightning involves flashes of bright white light between clouds. Over the past 50 years, though, other types of upper-atmospheric lightning have been confirmed, including red sprites and blue jets. Less well known and harder to photograph is a different type of upper atmospheric lightning known as ELVES. ELVES are thought to be created when an electromagnetic pulse shoots upward from charged clouds and impacts the ionosphere, causing nitrogen molecules to glow. The red ELVES ring pictured had a radius of about 350 km and was captured in late March about 100 kilometers above Ancona, Italy. Years of experience and ultra-fast photography were used to capture this ELVES -- which lasted only about 0.001 second.

Photo by Valter Binotto

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Winston Churchill (1874-1965)  British politician, army officer, and writer.

I was sitting, in the back,
corner of this old "watering hole."
Young and single, was I.
Alone, for the first time, in my young life.
Looking for adventure, knowing not
what to expect, when a young lady
approached me saying, "You know dancing
is free?
That began my evening of learning to dance,
While, in my heart I wanted romance.
Please understand when I tell you this tale,
it was a make-believe story, about what
I thought would be the way my life
would look to thee.