*This is actually a picture poem. Unfortunately, I could not get the image to upload in the Editor. Here is the hyperlink to it. Simply scroll to the bottom to see it.


I keep watching the skies
patiently awaiting my chance
to confirm you are out there, you exist
cruising in your shiny metal disk of flight.
Surely your species
could use an old woman
who is most saddened by
the state of humanity.