Pluto

Once
I felt lonely

And I went outside & looked for Pluto
And asked to speak to him.

Because he knows what its like

To be small, and far away

And when Pluto spoke,

 He told me

That people tell him he doesn't count

And that people forget about him

And people say he is too small

But he said he doesn't feel bad

Because even the worst of people

Are loved
And even the prettiest people
Can do ugly things
And even the those who have everything
Can only have some things
 When they close their eyes

And Pluto told me
 That from far away
All the big problems become small anyway
And all the little ones
Help blend the background
To the masterpiece titled
"Life"
And when I asked Pluto why

He said
Instead of everything happening for a reason,
Everything just happens
And like a prayer,
You shouldn't expect an answer,
But you can ask for one.

And before Pluto left
I said thank you
Because the words
 From the loneliest planet
Were the most comforting
And I couldn't help but wonder
If I had helped the littlest planet
Feel a little less lonely
As well.