I Spy

On the ground, I see less with the dimming of skies,

But there's much more to see if I just lift my eyes.

The space station is easy, and puts me on guard,

As the lights dim, to begin spotting stars.

Meteorites give me something to do

While the dim Milky Way slowly comes into view.

If I'm not Sirius about following Mars,

I could spend every night of my life counting stars.

As the sun rising ends my game of celestial I-spy

I recall that Venus is the brightest object in the new-moon sky.