Personal Reflections
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America Lands on the Moon
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The streets of Paris flashed with lines
Of television sets,
So all could hear the astronauts
Descend to moon on jets.
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The commentators spoke in French
And NASA, the English tongue.
We crowded underneath a set
To grasp what NASA sung.
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The English drowned in sea of French!
Parisian people roared!
America had landed well!
Respect for her had soared!
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We watched the people celebrate
Along the Champs-Elysees
And the Arc of Triumph rise to meet
The horned moon’s bright ray.
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Napoleon’s Triomphe had carved
His victories in stone.
But Armstrong shared with the world
A oneness then unknown.
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This poem was written reminiscing about our evening in Paris walking along the Champs-Elysees. We stopped along the way to watch the news report of the moon landing July 20,1969. This photo was taken that night with the crescent moon beside the Arc de Triomphe.
