Jump from a plane above the clouds
Fly through the air, night as a shroud
Quietly landing on your feet
Gathering your shoot quietly and quick
Hide everything under brush and sticks
Under the cover of night, enemy patrols
Hide in caves, under brush and in holes
Jump from a plane, parachutes line the sky
One after another, soldiers fly
Battle after Battle, flight after flight
Ready at any time day or night
One by one soldiers walk onto the plane
Hooks on the static line, ready to fly no stress or strain
Ramp begins to close, flight is a go
Taxi starts, take off begins what a show
Engines roar as the plane begins to fly
Higher and higher into the sky
There they are above the clouds
Hiding the plane like a shroud
Jump from a plane
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Thanks TERESA for another excellent poem dedicated to our Veterans. The Parachute Regiments and Assault Paratroop Forces in the UK are some of our bravest Soldiers. They never know (in the service of their Queen & Country) ~ where ~ when ~ how or why they are going to land. Sometimes they are shot dead even before (or just after) they land ~ the supreme sacrifice. Thanks for caring and sharing ~ Hugs BRIAN. Please check my Poem ~ Thanks B
Great write
thank you
Welcome
Paratroopers are indeed a brave lot. They are first in, usually, or the only ones in on certain secretive missions. On landing they are alone, to fend for themselves and to remain unseen. It's a scary business and requires an extraordinary amount of courage. You have done them justice with your poem. Loved it. Keep on writing. - Phil A.
Thank you so much that means a lot. Hope you like my other poems
This is a magnificent poem. I love it! Our veterans should be thanked more. They died so we can live. I appreciate how you dedicated your poems to the veterans.
Thank yo so much
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