Friday, March 16, 2018

“Beam me up, Scottie!”


He was changed
in more ways than they will say.
A year away will do that to a man.
Genes are the conditions we share,
more than hand me down denim.
It seems seven is a stellar symbol
to mark the rate of change.

Photo credit By NASA/Robert Markowitz [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.


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