Strawberries
On the way to the Moon
Make it there
Before it hits noon
In Russia
Watching the sun rise
Over arctic clouds
See how the time flies
Above all the crowds
And how the people are gone
And the world carries on
A long way to travel
We’re so far from the dawn
The marbles kept rolling
When the bag had been spilled
The initial trajectory
Is the fate that’s fulfilled
A Life in Poems 