Terra

   I met a beautiful woman, the other day, named Terra. She had deep blue eyes, which reflected back to you. As if you were looking into a large clear ocean. She wore long, light blue hair, that shimmered, like a clear morning sky. She was full of vigor, full of life, and robust in nature. It wasn't a relationship, I would base on mutual attraction. From the start, I needed to be with her, more then she ever needed me. I just felt safe, surrounded by her magnetic personality.
   On meeting her parents, I knew where her strength and beauty came from. Her Father? His name is Mercury. He is always moving, always running. Always needing something to do and somewhere to go. Her Mother? The beautiful Venus. Her image, brings in the morning and evening stars, that shine so brightly behind her. Her brother is the fiery, hot headed Mars. A temperament of only brownish red does he see, but loyal to his family wishes, and especially to his sister Terra's needs.
   This family has always been protected by their powerful parents, and in the case of the children, their powerful grandparents.
   Papa Jupiter. Who's divinity in this dynamic family system, is unheralded, except by his loving partner, Mama Saturn. Where a constant halo surrounds this righteous woman where ever she goes.
   And Jupiter's brother, Uranus. The personification of heaven in the stars, by his jovial mood, and friendly gestures. His mate is the unprecedented Neptune. When she is around, she keeps everyone singing along with her happy musical tunes.
   Let us not forget the family pet, Pluto. A wonderful mischievous dog, who got demoted in stature, in the family's mind, after a myriad of complaints about his size.
   Terra is a friend of mine. I will keep her safe, as much as I can, from the woeful people who have no regard for her, and her future.

This is,

A Story Inspired By The Song "Drops Of Jupiter,"
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

I Forgot It Is Thursday

And I Am Supposed To Write An Episode Of

"The Man From Mars"

Today!

Sorry About That.

I Will Do Better Next Week!

“Never ruin an apology with an excuse.”
- Benjamin Franklin -

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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