Astronaut

I want to be an astronaut.

Fly to the stars and back down again.

I want to go to the moon and beyond.

Come back and tell you everything that's out there.

But you'd never believe me.

And don't worry; I’ll be home in time to do my chores.

I’m punctual, but never nearly in any time frame I’d like to be.

I’ve got a good head on my shoulders, but never a mindset I’d be satisfied with.

And when I see from this galaxy and beyond will you be amazed?

Will you finally be proud of me?

Maybe someday, in a galaxy far, far away...

Vanessa Wainwright