You're 30 now? On Earth? Then true,
but, further out, your ages range:
on Mercury you'd nearly be
two colossal centuries!
Venus holds you not so old:
there you're nearly forty nine!
Mars is where new youth begins:
on the edge of sweet sixteen.
For Jupiter, a "terrible two,"
and Saturn, just above a year.
In Uranus and Neptune time,
you're but a baby of some months.
On Pluto, you're the youngest there.
No teething yet, but maybe hair?
Which really means these years are just
relative to suns and dust.
Turning 30? © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.
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Submitted: March 1, 2019