The first man on Mars has had his cereal.
His mom made sure he brushed his teeth and reminded him of his piano lesson at 2 o'clock.
The first man on Mars sits with his favorite book and reads and dreams.
His mom looks in on him from the doorway and smiles.
Her bright boy, she thinks—maybe an astronomer or engineer or author, she muses.
She doesn't know—has no way of knowing that she is looking upon--
the first man on Mars.
His mom made sure he brushed his teeth and reminded him of his piano lesson at 2 o'clock.
The first man on Mars sits with his favorite book and reads and dreams.
His mom looks in on him from the doorway and smiles.
Her bright boy, she thinks—maybe an astronomer or engineer or author, she muses.
She doesn't know—has no way of knowing that she is looking upon--
the first man on Mars.
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