Stanley Cooper

(August 4th,1926 / New York City)

Gravitation


I have much reservation
About our earthy gravitation
That works so hard to keep us poor folk down

Yet there is some consolation
In its’ grounding dedication
Since without it we’d be drifting all around

Submitted: Thursday, October 25, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, April 19, 2011

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  • Jemarie Ragudo (10/25/2007 4:13:00 AM)

    Although women hate what gravity can do to their beauty, this 9.8m/sec earthly pull is indeed necessary. Excellent poem. Top marks. (Report) Reply

  • Ernestine Northover (10/25/2007 2:08:00 AM)

    Indeed we would Stanley. Lovely piece of information, already known but put in such a delightful way. Oh, to drift! ! ! ! ! ! !
    Love and hugs Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

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