Planes Poem by Christopher Tye

Planes



Planes

People travelling to distant places by plane,
Leaves falling in autumn from the Plane Tree,
A craftsman smoothing wood with his plane,
New horizons reached thanks to the plane,
Enjoying the shade of a Plane Tree in the summer,
Shavings left on the workshop floor by the plane.

By Christopher Tye

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Christopher Tye

Christopher Tye

Lincolnshire, England
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