The Very Large Array
Each summer as we drive westward to Grandma’s house to stay, in the heart of New Mexico we pass the Very Large Array. ‘Neath the mountains, in the plain the great dishes are shown, We take pleasure to know this telescope of great renown. It gives our souls perspective as it comes into our sight, for we wonder, “What is the Array gazing upon tonight?” I may not have to say this, but I think what I'm trying to say is that science is only an underscore to the spiritual side of learning.
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LizyBeth775
I was born and raised in Texas, and spent my junior year of high school in Arizona. This fall I will be attending Brigham Young University in Provo, Utah. I have won prizes for both writing and art in the past several years. In the future I hope to...
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