Spacing Out

On a trip to Mars
I passed the stars
And really thought I was dreaming
And then I looked
It looked like a book
But somehow I started believing

How I got here
I don’t really know
How I believed
I can’t really show
But with this trip to Mars
And seeing the stars
I know I couldn’t have been dreaming

By Mary Catherine Huneycutt, age 11.

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