Keeping in mind that I have few paper books left since the great "purge" switch to digital...this is what I came up with.
The poem reads like this:
How to Live on Mars
In Deep Waters.
Star born,
Marked,
More than Meets the Eye.
It's Down to Earth
Unlikely,
Caught by Surprise
Final Breath...
Rainbow's End
For the taking.
Which is why I'm no longer a poet. :D
Happy Poeting month.
Frances