Australia - Saturday Morning At The Adelaide Airport Poem by Paul Warren

Families gathered in their tight knit groups
Watching planes in their landing loops
You could hear each one as their engines strained
As their undercarriages are locked and remained

The crowd watched as the airliners flew from the sea
As they crossed overhead losing height for all to see
The shadow travels swiftly as it speed to meet each plane
A screech of tyres with the planes land now to remain

The thoughts of where they had flown and what they had seen
Of exotic places and overseas holidays where they had been
Each of these plane that the people had seen and flown by
Would be fuelled and provisioned soon to take back to the sky.

© Paul Warren Poetry