bodies withering with wrinkled skin,
three aged men speak 2 the camera
witch does not lie, but shows their frailty.
they reminisce,joke,and ponder
almost as amazed as if
the past reallt wasn't;
as if all had been but a dream.
thirty years have pasted since,
i peck physical composition,
these three sailed forth
on a voyage of a different sort.
like science fiction pioneers,
they paved the way,
into man's final frontier.
all faith in god,
when high above the earth,
they looked back
and saw that it was good.
three men of flesh and blood.
and human fraity; of courage and fears,
boned by an experience
almost a lifetime ago.
to them, and countless others,
do we owe a debt of gratitude.
thanks, for allowing us 2 see their miracle,
and to feel that, for one small moment,
it was ours.
ok peoples i didn't write this my old babysitter sum what like my other mom now wrote it her name is Rose Dempsey she has her own book its called the year 2000 poetry diary she is very cool shes from england welll i hope yall like the poem much luv alwayz
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