a Painting
the dregs of night folded
as stars twinkled 'cross the northern sky
welcoming a canopy of brillant gems
t'was an unbrella of planets upon high
the heavens are ever so breathtaking
filling ones spirit full of awe
much as a masterpiece painted
of our galaxy without one single flaw
poem by Theodora Onken
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