Discovery Poem by Ima Ryma

Discovery



The space shuttle, Discovery,
Got shuttled into retirement,
Put out to pasture in D.C.
Museumed so to represent
To all who cared to see up close
The glories past of time in space,
When dreams were of the vast cosmos,
And the U.S. winning each race.
Discovery discovered that
She and her kind would go no more
To aims beyond, but would stay at
Places filled with what was decor.

Discovery made her last roam,
One last wheels stopped, and welcome home.

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