A Summers Day

This pale blue sky, wispy cirrus passing by This warmth of sun on deep green, bubbling stream does run This blue butterfly has to be seen A summer's day birds at play, smell this soft green grass long may it last A summer's day A Spitfire climbing in to the blue, keeping enemy at bay. I lie back,enjoying the view Steady drone of Rolls Royce the Spitfire's voice, makes my hair tingle lone fighter in to the blue. I feel I want to be it too This pale blue, lifting Spitfire, flying straight and true in to the suns's fire A summer's day, Spitfire at play This deep green has to be seen This blue butterfly rising high in pale blue sky