From youth we learned your name, distant, cold and strange,
Your orbit never fit to conform to those of other spheres.
Crossing Neptune drowned your hopes for acceptance.
Your name brought joy and laughter from children,
Who’d conjure images of Disney’s animated dog,
More than the ancient gods whose names remain.
Farewell Pluto; silent, cold, and distant sentinel.
Though you have not moved or changed,
As a planet you are no longer famed,
And we shall miss you,
Yet we won’t forget
Those years when
Our solar system
Numbered
Nine.



Pluto is declassified as a planet. If you wish to read more follow this link.