Hi, I know that I am probably not the person your expecting to get e-mail from, I'm 13, and I'm a female, and I love to write poetry, not that I think there any good I just want to know what you think of them, if it is too much bother, sorry.

Celestial traveller from far out in space,
forever trapped in your orbital race.
Through the Milky Way and dimensions of time,
You briefly brush the far edge of our clime,
Like a moth drawn into the light of the sun,
Then back into space to where e'er you begun.

So silent, so cold, so lonely, your trail,
Shooting through space, a ten million mile tail.
Resembling a searchlight, but yet you seem still,
To see you at all, is a lifetime's great thrill.

Although you're composed of just rock, ice, and dust,
You hold the key to man's unending lust-
The secrets of space, the big bang of its birth,
And whether there's life out there, just as on earth,
You've seen other galaxies, stars born, and die,
The link to our future, though some may ask why?

If you are deflected one fraction in space,
Armageddon you'd be to the whole human race,
For when you return in four thousand years,
You might crash on our world-mankind's worst fears.

By Pepper