This one is my first poem shared with the world..
High up in the blue sky,
Man once saw a bird fly.
Said he to himself, "Birds, Oh wonderful things,
I do not have the wings."
But that was not all,
Unfathomed horizons made a call.
Prudence and confidence gave him the courage,
To free himself from gravity's cage.
High up in the skies blue,
Like a free bird he flew.
Man's journey is full of actions,
Some right and some wrong.
Bur every right and every wrong,
Made Adam a new Armstrong.
The Moon was vanquished and Mars came near,
But man's thirst is still not over.
The search for the beginning, the search for the end,
Unfathomed horizons still remain,
Unfathomed horizons still make a call....
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