Skyfall

Wanna go parachuting with me?

Wind flows through my hair, 

as I fall in midair.

My heart is pounding,

the view is astounding.

I see the magnificent trees,

and I feel the breathtaking breeze

The river’s a sight to behold

sunset color of gold.

I pull the cord, but it won't work

I pull and jerk, pull and jerk

I see the ground reach out to me

It's the last thing I'll ever see.

Author's Note

It's not the best, and I plan to write better. Please give me your thoughts on this.