When Lindy flew across the sea He went alone, for then said he, I'll surely have good company Until I land at gay Paree. While others chew the rag, said he, I think the job is up to me To find the pathway through the sky, And show the others how to fly. I'll get there safe enough all right— Not later than tomorrow night. Then Lindy bade them all good day, Rose in the air, and flew away: He sailed his plane both low and high, Above the sea, beneath the sky; Through wind and storm he made his way, Through sleet and fog, by night and day. As Ireland passed he heaved a sigh, And then old England passed him by; He crossed the Channel on his way And landed safe at Le Bourget. No longer then was Lindy free; Captured by kings and royalty. A U. S. warship rescued him, And brought back home our Colonel "Slim." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NATHAHNI AND SOYAZHE by FRANCES DAVIS ADAMS MEMORY by AMANDA LUELLA BARLOW FLANDERS NOW by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE VANISHED MOUNTAINS by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE SANDY STAR: 2. LAUGHING IT OUT by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |