Last vision of life

Air Force 91 we're going down! Its shaking, hot, rattling. So many voices yelling, my fingers twitching, as I try to push important buttons to save us. Loud beeps of warning, seat belts stuck, headsets cutting out. My eyes go to a blur as I think of my family, pray, and say goodbye. Good moments flush through my mind, like my daughters first foot steps, my last goodbye leaving JFK Airport, everlasting kisses from my wife, hearing my dad's voice say "You've done us proud son!" Next thing, looking straight into the ground, my mind and plane losing control, as we rumble and burn down the hill. The plane demolished into millions of pieces. I worked and died for my country.

Bag of FUN.. twas my own ruler!!

It looks like an otter pop,

long slim and pink.

It turns to a bracelet,

in just one blink.

It has short dashes

like it’s the new fashion.

Sixteenth, eighths and quarters

building up to an inch.

It helps me to measure

instead of using a pinch.

Kids use it for school,

teachers use it to rule.

Mom’s use it for growth spurts

upon the wall. Charting the

inches that make their kids tall.

So many uses the ruler has

if I didn’t know better I’d

Say it played jazz.