• I see the rain
    dripping on your nose
    I feel the chill of it
    landing on my toes
    no one ever asked
    "where is old Moses?"
    only family wiped their crying noses
    my old and dear friend
    was with me to the end
    so now I hope to join him
    as I lay on my death bed
    cause its what Moses said
    for it's from ships in the stars
    that men have gone to Mars

    Good-bye my old friend

    Sincerely, Sarah