This isnt my work but i loved it and thought i would share it....this is also the first poem ever recognized by NASA

The Boy's First Flight
06.10.03

One side of our house was desert
And the other, the one facing east,
Was Eden itself.
I didn't know this until I bounced on a trampoline
And landed on the garage roof, me the unpaid astronaut,
Age nine, knees scuffed from a rough landing.
I looked about, stunned. A breeze lived
In the sycamore and a single-engine airplane
Hung by a thread of exhaust in the darkening sky.
This was 1961. I asked, "Is this for us?" meaning the bushel of stars,
Pitched and pulsating their icy thorns. The moon was a tiger's tooth,
Hooked in a frightening way. I walked back
And forth on the roof, arms out for balance.
I saw my cat and dog, and they saw me, perhaps in awe,
Because they did lift their eyes to me.


And now it's 1999, the end of the millennium,
And it's certainly the end of my knees,
Those springs long gone. A latch of rust groans in each knee-
How they would love that payload of a taut trampoline.
I see these children, how they jump, fall back, and jump again.
If only I could sit on a roof, in summer,
If only I could watch a Shuttle-what lever does the commander push
To make a smile on his face, her face? I'm in the dark, literally,
Ice cubes rattling in my tea. The crickets sing in the weeds,
And soon the Shuttle, dime-bright, will lift off
And pull away. My friends, my suited up pilgrims,
What news will you bring?

Wow it's good. I thought the part where he talked about how it was the end of his knees was kinda funny. ><

Aww the first part was cute, and the second was sad. Oh how I dread becoming old. It really makes you think about how lucky you are when you're young, you know?

haha yeah that was good

I agree.

i think the end is more interesting then sad...i mean its the same guy wondering about what else is to come in the future....he dreamed of goin to space and the moon...and we did....who knows our dreams maybe right around the corner.