LOUIE'S WOODEN PLANE
Louie flew his wooden plane
high above the clouds
He swooped and turned
He loop-de-looped
He felt so very proud
He built the plane
from bits of wood
Paint and varnish too
Attached a big propellor
It was looking oh so good
He donned his flying helmet
Climbed into the pilots seat
He turned the switch
The engine fired
A tune that sounded sweet
The plane swooped up
Banked left and right
And dived right down again
Then back up to the clouds it soured
Oh what a glorious flight
© Julie Camera Vause - All Rights Reserved
Note: My original creative pictures are comprised entirely of different photos I have taken/processed/manipulated to a theme to compliment my original poetry. They are not to be copied or used in any way.
LOUIE'S WOODEN PLANE
Louie flew his wooden plane
high above the clouds
He swooped and turned
He loop-de-looped
He felt so very proud
He built the plane
from bits of wood
Paint and varnish too
Attached a big propellor
It was looking oh so good
He donned his flying helmet
Climbed into the pilots seat
He turned the switch
The engine fired
A tune that sounded sweet
The plane swooped up
Banked left and right
And dived right down again
Then back up to the clouds it soured
Oh what a glorious flight
© Julie Camera Vause - All Rights Reserved
Note: My original creative pictures are comprised entirely of different photos I have taken/processed/manipulated to a theme to compliment my original poetry. They are not to be copied or used in any way.