Protect our Pale Blue Dot

Through the dark void our majestic Earth revolves

A resplendent blue orb, floating in a peculiar way

Tilted towards our sun, winter's discontent dissolves

Free from the cold clasp, life is now perky and full of play

Springtime reminds:  protect our Pale Blue Dot we must resolve.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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