Everlasting Fall - Poem by Sheldon Carruthers
I jumped out with a parachute
Without a hope in hell
Of pulling my there ripcord-
It was to no avail.
No matter how hard I tried
It scared me half to death
I wish I'd never left the plane
Where I was so warm and safe
But then I would not have known
What it was like to fall
Ever faster to the ground
Without my parachute to break my fall
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