Hi having seen a some of the perseid metior shower this year I was inspired to write this.
In 1992 Swift tuttle passed by
Leaving a trail in the sky
Metorid waste in its wake
Sits in the sky just like a lake
In August of every year
We move though the lake up here
And in the heavens can be seen
Bright shooting stars earthward stream
From Perseus holding Medusas head
These meteors shout the Gorgons dead!
No more to turn warriors to stone
These comet fragments come streaking home
And so upon a mid August night
Lay upon the ground a look to height
And in the sky you may see
A Perseid meteor greeting thee
