The Rocket

3,2,1...
Ignition Button Lit,
The Light Glows Bright, Eyes intense, focused 
Your little thumb presses, waiting 
Switch engaged, fuse is smoking,
The engine fires and spreads its hot red flame across the launch plate.
Lift off is slow at first and then.... 
in a blink off the Pad 
Eyes pop with delight.

Laugh of satisfaction as it climbs higher, higher and even higher yet...

"Oh man"!!! "Look at it"!!!

The climax of the arching Rocket, 
the pop of the nose cone, 
the main fire of the engine now out. 
Main Deployment of the shoot.
Parachute out, canopied, 
Safely floating down

"I can catch it"!
"Come on"

The Rocket recovered

"Let's do it again"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Hunjeri Avatar
February 23, 2015 at 1:03 PM
Sounds like an awesome father-son time. I enjoyed the write.
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