Sorry kids, no photos today(I lost my memory card reader) so instead you are stuck with my wonerfully sappy poetry. Good night...
Jupiter
Staring at Jupiter, smoking a cigarette
Going home tomorrow, wonder what I will get
Waiting for the phone to ring
I turn on the radio and try to sing
The distance to Jupiter may seem far
But it's close compared to how far apart we are
Astronauts can fly to an outer space station
But we can't get back to our time of elation
So much beauty in this night sky
So much worry that tomorrow I'll cry
To see your face and hopefully a smile
I have missed you all this while
I hope tonight you look to the planet so bright
And my coming home tomorrow will feel right
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