A Lad of Five



/ poetry

Love of space shared by a boy and his Grandad.

When I was a boy, a lad of five,

I watched the astronauts fly in

their grand rocket to the moon,

My Grandad watched, too, and

built a model of the Saturn V,

He wouldn't let me play with it,

as I was a lad of five, but he never

denied me when I asked him

how it worked, hiw it took off,

and how the stages fired,

We would orbit the Earth and

shoot off to the Moon, land,

and be home in time for lunch,

After splash down he put the

pieces back together and set

the rocket back in its pad,

And, since I was a lad of five,

I said "Do it again!"


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