The Rocket - Poem by william sawyers
Sitting on the launch pad sat a beautiful, but impressive rocket
As the ignition cord gets plugged into the socket,
The excitement is extreme; 5-4-3-2-1-Lift Off!
Listen to the engine scream!
See the blazing flames and endless smoke roar into the endless sky,
The massive bird soars dramatically through the clouds
Towards the peaceful heavens above
To explore sensational moods from our eyes.
Then, all at once, the ejection deployment of the chute “pops” the rocket aloft,
Comes floating down gracefully, unlike a rock – what a thrill!
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