Good day my fellow hivers. I want to present to you a short poem writing by me about the aeroplane.
AEROPLANE
When I see a aeroplane ✈ I see an iron EAGLE, as a child the sweetness of seeing it was like a TICKLE.
Sound and height that draws ATTENTION, the beauty and price not to MENTION.
A masterpiece from man to MAN, A perfect transport gift from God with a good time PLAN.
Arrogant metal made to form BEAUTIES, that serves both the ugly and the CUTIES.
So colorful you can not find a ZAIN
pleasure you can not ABSTAIN,
or resist like the view of a flying CRANE.
A metal bird you can't EXPLAIN, even with your BRAIN.
God bless the AEROPLANE.
'KOREDE MYLES.
Thou I have never been in a plane before but I adore it and admire those who have. I know one day I will eventually travel through one and I will also write a poem about my first experience.