trekkie dreams in blue sky notions

i look and see the old blue sky as old
as father time, and can’t help but wonder,
this sure could be a wonderful world,
if only two suns appeared up there;
one orange, the second might be reddish instead.
i wonder, is it too much too ask that
i have the chance to live on mars while winter
is raging down on earth? the vegetation,
so wild and out of this world…a third moon;
i could accept a moon extra than earth sports,
it would not freak me out. and maybe
the blue sky could be pink all the time.
and i would embrace it… cause if one wish
was granted unto me; i’d wish to be born
in gene rodenberry’s wonderful world.