GREEK GOD OF THE SKY
It rests way up high, giant in the dark of night,
So far away, when was it formed, millions of years from today?
Beyond the stars, spinning in outer space, thirteen rings around its face,
Father of the sky, seventh planet from the sun, will you ever perish and go away?
You go by a name known to all from the beginning of man, Uranus be your name,
Quite strange as you spin forever tilted on your side, a collision be the reason why.
You orbit with others of names which have been formed so many human lifetimes ago,
Beyond the Earth, space is a place of much mystery just as you hold a mystery of your own.