If you didn't know, my sister Ali is the artsy one in the family. Very artistic, great writer, etc. She wrote this poem for school and sent it to me. I want to keep it AND share it, so why not put it on-line where it lasts... forever?
Earth is only a speck of dust in the space under my bed
The other planets are like unread books just waiting to be read
The people here are like a single hair on top of a harry head
But people here and there are waiting to meet, the living and the dead.