Ad astra
Latin for to the stars
something that we've never done yet
but we've gone near.
We've never gone to the stars
we've reached the not-quite-emptiness that surrounds them.
We've jumped up to reach the chance
but never got close to brushing our fingers across its surface.
Ad astra
is like a promise
it promises what we could reach
what we can reach
just not quite yet.
She has many sides
a faceted diamond
clear and shining
she drapes herself over the landscape
engulfing the cool orange of fall in her white satin robes
cold and gleaming
My funny little friend
appearing at my door
day in and day out
to say hello to me.
So intelligent
yet so stupid
chasing after fallen leaves and blades of grass
lying on the doormat
Happy birthday
or more like happy belated birthday -
I'm a day late -
but still
you're fourteen now
same as you were a week ago
but older
You'll be driving in what, two years?
we're so old
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