Airplanes in the night sky like shooting stars
But don’t let that define who you are
Don’t look out the window, fear is contagious
just because it’s dangerous
Buckle your seatbelt to be safe
The nice attendant calms your nerves
when the plane takes you to the next base
Takes a turn around the curves
And gets ready for takeoff
Rev it up
Up into the air take lift off
They can fly through the air
While the pilot leads
Plane are made to withstand the force
At mach speed
Some planes fly for people
some fly while their spraying
Crops for the farmers, or
Water for the flaming, hot fire
The sturdy durable well made hot tire
With strong thick wires
The pilot drives through the clouds
Because the Wright brothers made their parents proud
Creating planes for the good of mankind
Planes are beneficial to us, and plus it’s a fun ride
Don’t be scared to give a try once in awhile
Otherwise your nervousness will eat at you like a trial
Planes fly through any weather even rain
But this is where I end it, this is my poem
Airplanes
