The Telescope
Listen to Meredith read her poem ...
In the backyard, Henry held the telescope high
His mom told him how it could look at the night sky.
She had laughed when he first put his face where it’s wide
Everything looks tiny through the glass on that side.
Instead, he learned, if you gently flip it around,
Put your eye where it’s tiny, look up from the ground,
You can see the details of the moon and the stars.
Look at that red, cloudy spot! It’s the planet Mars.
His mom told him how it could look at the night sky.
She had laughed when he first put his face where it’s wide
Everything looks tiny through the glass on that side.
Instead, he learned, if you gently flip it around,
Put your eye where it’s tiny, look up from the ground,
You can see the details of the moon and the stars.
Look at that red, cloudy spot! It’s the planet Mars.
This poem is copyright (©) Meredith Flory 2024
About the Writer
Meredith Flory
Meredith is a freelance writer and military spouse currently living in Texas with her two kids, two cats, a large dog and husband. Her work has appeared in publications such as Military Families, Paperbound Magazine, and PCSgrades. You can find all her essays, articles and creative work at www.meredithflory.com
