April 8: Ode to a Gyroscope

Cool metal
Protruding
From a delicate circle
A sunset colored disk
Recessed within

I turn you over
In my hand
Fascinated
As your core
Remains still

If I were to spin
Your center
Would you stand,
A rotating sphere
Holding you up?

The wonder of an object
That’s steady, tall, and strong
Even when others
Try to knock them
Down

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