No Boon

I leave this picture hear.
My family so, so, dear.
The stars are so clear.
I leave the picture behind.
For another being to find.
See us, so loving and kind.
The moon is empty of life.
No children. No wife.
No joys of which home is wrife.
I was on the moon.
Dead and dusty. No Boon.
Leaving not too soon.
I leave this picture for another.
A future space brother.
Some of us did love one another.
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