Poem to Venus, to Auroras, and to Solar Siblings

We've learned clarity and confusion, order and chaos, the textures of the sky, we're using the cloud we can't be held completely responsible for, because we don't always want to be held, and when we know the difference between cirrus and Sirius, it gets more serious, unless you're Seussing us, silly goose in us, we still have to decide how much we should let them feed the ducks, because we want clean scenic routes, and you can go take a walk there if that's what it's about, we might be past the moon by then, in the grade of ten or eleven I wrote a science fiction short about colonizing Venus, it will take longer than Mars, but how much more romantic and poetic? Not that we should colonize, but to continue with the sci-fi, it'd be more like the Enterprise, and they found water on Mars, and Venus still has an ozone, so imagine what potential there could be for us!! Some kind of extraterrestrial forest, the possibilities of this life should never bore us! Au contraire, we should stay there, and continue to explore, learn and share, grow our knowledge of torus fields, auroras, and stegesaurus, integrate, conglomerate and realize our destiny may well be to imbibe healthy flourishing life to whatever environment discovered, if it is balanced and harmonied then leave it untouched, but if more can thrive, we should encourage our solar siblings hive to be inhabited by as much native growth and development as is beneficial, remaining judicial