Old Poem, Age 22

[This poem has been edited, and modified from it’s original version. Let’s say “to fit your screen”. – Owen]


If I could take this universe

And put it in a jar,

I’d save this sky for you to see

Whenever I am far

 

Away, across the galaxy,

Where I must roam to live:

This sky is yours; I give it you –

It’s all I have

 

To give

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