He climbed up in the north side tree <br />To cut off a branch that offended me. <br />His chain saw he then started running, <br />Its motor he was fiercely gunning <br /> <br />A strong man-a stronger machine. <br />The noise was loud, quite deafening. <br />He began to cut; to saw the limb- <br />I stood to one side, watching him. <br /> <br />His foot slipped-the saw fell. <br />I heard him give a mighty yell, <br />'Cut off the switch! ' he called to me. <br />But oh, the switch I could not see. <br /> <br />He hung suspended, by one leg and an arm <br />To lose his grip would cause great harm <br />A second of time that lasted an hour- <br />Then I found the switch and cut off the power. <br /> <br />I grew very pale and nearly fainted <br />His death in my mind had been clearly painted. <br />He lowered himself with knees that were weak. <br />He had to recover before he could speak.<br /><br />Kate Wiley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-switch-sam-holder-s-escape/
