Above the Grand Canyon

I watched Wallenda walk the wire;
My heart was in my mouth.
I hoped that he’d stay east or west
And wouldn’t end up south.

I’m sure his nerves of steel were frayed
And though he risked his life,
I worried just as much for him
As I did for his wife.

For watching from the ground, I think
That we would all agree,
Those minutes must have felt, to her,
Like an eternity!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Gabriella Avatar
June 25, 2013 at 10:35 PM
Good poem Well written. Nice job!
Johnson Avatar
June 25, 2013 at 11:32 AM
So well done ilene. And thank goodness he is too. I swore that I would not partake in this possible tale of woo. But when I happen'd cross the show, I couldn't look away. But thank goodness for distracting clicks. When I returned, he had already made his way.
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