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The Darling Buds Of May

The Darling Buds Of May

When a young man's fancy turns to thoughts
of many things: travel to the stars, bars on Mars,
the Russian lady cosmonaut he met travelling
from Earth, who asked: 'What do you think you're worth?'

I said that I'm cool from the training, happy
that I'm gaining, now looking for virus-free worlds;
we looked back at Earth, all the squabbling and lies,
surely it couldn't be now when humanity dies.

No, Svetlana brought my mind back on track,
as we narrowly missed a flying Chinese almanac;
my life ahead of me, as we travelled distantly,
now I knew, I was going where I wanted to be.

Such a change from  the Earthly spring and May,
let's hope that we come back with good news one day.

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Tony Taylor

Hey TERRY!!...this is so creative...so imaginative......I could almost see the Bars on Mars.....and I Love the view of planet Earth from another perspective......and the way you incorporated dialogue into your sonnet was well done as well.....ALL STARS!!…...A VERY fine read for me.....a fine write!!….thanx so much for helping escape today!!…..Bravo!!…...LOVE & ROCKETS!!……..T xo  :  ) 

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Simon Bromley

Fantastic imagination terry! Very original and well put together 

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