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Robert L. Martin

Robert L. Martin

The Descent

The Descent
 
Looking at the
Ground below
Dropping from
The sky above
First time the scariest
Hopping to pull
The right cord
With my
Fumbling fingers
The one on
The right
Maybe it’s the
Other one
It’s too late now
Grounds coming
Up too fast
He said to pull
This one
Whew!!
How lucky I am
I pulled the
Right one
My parachute works
I’m still alive
HALLELUIAH!!!

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