Sky Harbor
Sky Harbor
This is a place,
A really neat place!
Planes come and go.
People... are on the move.
Every shuttle, every ride,
Come on inside…,
There is always room,
heading, to the moon.
A wing, a rocket,
a black tire on the mat.
You can not wait…,
Stop! Catch that cat!
Animals in cages,
there is even a bear.
Chickens, chickens…
going everywhere?
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
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