There She is Small shiny with a body of steel - I hold Her in My hand Barely Comprehending It’s here at last Ah Oh so real... Born in the Mountains Of the Swiss A Beauty that’s hard to miss She’s travelled the Earth And Yes, Has even walked upon the Moon... ...Orbited High above the Earth Walked out upon The Stations’ Cosmic porch... A collection of tiny parts A work of precision Set out to work out in Space - High above the clouds She times Me - Through each procedure All through this mission Way up here - Above the Human Race... Tiny parts That make Her heart Each work in unison Spinning and whirling Hundreds in all... Those small cogs turning From the Energy - Of only a spring It’s really - A Cool Thing That... I feel Your heart beat Thinking that it’s Kind of neat How - You can measure the Universe In the smallest bits of Time... You’re something special I smile Knowing all the while - You’re Not Major Toms’ (Not even Chris Hadfields’) Or... Any other Rocket Mans’... - With apologies to Elton John... Now I’m Floating by a Station window I glance down at You It seems this fun Too quickly is done... This space walks through - Secretly I knew That I’d be wishing for more - Than just this one... But Sadly My Moon Watch says It’s time - To come back in... And close that Airlock Door... J.S. Dreaming of Orbit.
It’s just a tool But not for the pool That’s made of steel No great deal It went to the moon So fanboys swoon In searches they train To collect 10 the same
Speedys’ are like the Ketchup thing....57 varieties! You just can’t seem to have just one. To me it’s the History thing and that they still are used for all the ISS E.V.A.s! Alas I’m doomed to be just a Lawn chair Astronaut...But My watch could go! And has. That’s pretty neat.