The father plays there in the dry sand with his son
The boy has found a piece of metal
To him, it’s a car
A few rocks are mountains
A flat stone is the roof of his new garage
He explains that the car needs a garage because it’s so hot out here
The father looks to his exploring rig
Once, a state of the art space vessel
Now, a burning hulk
The boy’s car will fly farther than his dad’s ship
He looks at the world around him
There’s no water in site
Nothing to eat or drink salvaged
Six days of scouting from space
Showed nothing but sand and stone
The only free water on this rock is a single tear
For the wife, the mother
He spared the boy a fiery death
But there wasn’t time to save two
She might be better off
There’s no water, no radio, no chance
It’s just a matter of time
The boy, innocently happy, looks to his dad
“Thanks for playing with me, dad. This is cool”
“Well, it’s really hot, but you know what I mean”
"Can we stay here for a long time? It's fun."
With more courage than he feels, Dad smiles and nods.
He turns to play with his son
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Submission Name: Courage
Have a good one and keep smilin'