This is the selfless man who is giving me a piece of himself to make me whole again. He's a hero, a nerd, a warrior, a role-model, a lover, and my favorite person in the whole world.
2062
I remove my helmet to depressurize
The airlock is loud and refreshing
The dog's spacesuit is like mine
But more comfortable, more dashing.
Once safely inside I call out
To my favorite star
In this wide galaxy, we've done so little
But we've come so far.
You're still here
And I am too
In the year twenty sixty-two
It's not so hard for me to move at 86
When gravity can be set for just one-sixth
Your kidney function might be slightly low
But your annual pill returns your glow.
It's your birthday, and the whole solar system knows
Thanks to Facebook which grows and grows.
You tune in to the video feed
Showing countless friends from every creed.
They call you Zia, Professor, Director, and Friend
The wishes come all day, and seem to never end
Hundreds and Hundreds filling the room with light
Our space station filled with warmth on a cold space night.
You've inspired so many
For eighty-two years
Fighting and clawing
Through the pain and the tears.
I'm completely bewildered.
How are you here?
What we've all learned in this fathomless space
The secret to resilience and aging with grace
Is to just love one another, day after day
Floating through time, coming what may.
And onward we go through another frontier
Health is no issue, neither is fear.
We'll live and we'll love with kindness and light
Knowing that each present's future is bright.
You're still here
And I am too
In the year twenty sixty-two.
~Matthew E. Ellis
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