Lisa Doby’s Photo

A picture worth a thousand words?
Oh, no, not e’en a million birds.
A billion suns mere paint to this,
A trillion stars we would not miss.
Infinity, if it could be,
A droplet next a hundred sea,
And all the gold strong men have mined
Mere trinkets, rusty, unrefined.
Next this, are largest planets mites,
Un-telescoped within men’s sights;
Oases, in their deserts dry,
Provide no sip for one thin fly;
Fair eden, if it ever were,
Would feel it Hell sat next to her;
Yet Paradise, a dream ideal,
With Lisa’s picture claims the real.

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