The tower stood majestic <br />against the evening sky. <br />The idea was to go up to the top <br />and take some photos of the views <br />that stretched over Calgary. <br />The plan was OK; <br />however, the tower had a platform <br />with a glass floor you could stand on <br />and look over 500 feet down at the street below. <br />Everyone said take a picture over there. <br />Like the fool I am I looked down <br />and grabbed the nearest post with white knuckles <br />as I stepped out on the glass. <br />I moved slowly forwards, <br />completely mortified. <br />Looking down I snapped the photo <br />of my feet on the glass and the street below. <br />I got off quicker than I got on, <br />my knees knocking, heart thumping. <br />It was so disconcerting <br />just standing on glass and looking down. <br />It took me a half an hour to gather my composure. <br />Now ask me if I would do it again <br />after the initial shock has left my mind. <br />The answer would be a resounding, <br />YES! <br /> <br />12 June 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-canadian-chronicles-16/
