Let Go the Edge

 

When Billy woke that morning

his first thought was with the cliffs

 

after breakfast and goodbye

he’d meet his friends at the quarry

 

he’d climb the 40 foot drop first

he would always try and be first

 

as the morning wrapped a chill

cross the browning bareness of his back

he leaned out and let go the edge

 

and welcomed the fall

 

and the water

 

and summer

 

and a life filled with firsts