Intermittently

There’s a boy sitting on the rings of Saturn

Just watching the world,

Intermittently

He marvels at his moons with such pride in his being

As they come and go and come again

Always, he calls out to Titan

Though his gestures, not reciprocated

And he’s torn, trying to decide which is more beautiful;

The moons he counts on to give him his minutes

Or the tiny dot in the distance

The one with godly colors

And just one lonely moon

There must be no boy on Earth

As there are no rings to hold him

So he decides he likes his moons

He chooses Titan

For he knows he’ll never let him down

Swinging round, passing,

Intermittently