Mark D. Townsend
During the day most call it a breeze,
Yet at night it makes one feel one ill at ease,
So comfortable but so very aware.
3” cannon exhausts wail,
Sideways must be that tail,
I was taught to keep my tail out of sight,
Lest it be kicked very high,
Especially at night.
Me thinks I’ll just sit for a bit with a smirk on my face,
Pretending I came down in the last rain shower…… …
©Copyright October 4, 2010 by Mark D. Townsend