A Cleaner Galaxy

A Cleaner Galaxy

I wanted to dust the planets

I wanted to iron the creases out of Saturn’s rings

Catching the spinning rings with my hot steaming iron

I washed and dried the blanket night sky

I hung it back up

I polished each of the millions of twinkling stars

I set off a few sparklers for the shooting stars

I was moved as the Earth spun

I wiped away the unwanted pollution

The Earth’s colours shone through

I nearly burnt my hand on the glowing burning sun

I dusted the silver moon

I gave the entire galaxy

A thorough clean through

I was dazzled by the sparkling beautiful colourful galaxy

I needed my sunglasses to see

A cleaner galaxy

Toria

15/4/2022