Space

• Marshall Millward, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2022

In space
You have got to keep your pace
Until you face
The infinity of space
Staring out the window of the spaceship
I grasped the handle tightly with my grip
I clench my bottom lip
As we float in the small spaceship
In the dark
Seeing the stars above spark
As we prepare to embark
The small spaceship rolls through the dark
I wonder what it’s like down on Earth for me
Not being able to witness a tall terrific tree
Makes me want to flee
Back to Earth so I can be free