WAR BIRD

As I travel through my city
I'm reminded of a beautiful bird,
A living creature of grace and power
And christened with just one word...
Spitfire.
She spread her wings
An age ago in an English sky,
To dance with death
The 'Battle of Britain' up on high...
Spitfire.
Poles, Canadians, Czech and more
With her bravely flew,
The might of the luftwaffe defeated
By the Spitfire
And the glorious few.
I see the war bird everyday
Queen of the Royal Air Force,
Proudly flying where she was born
In Castle Bromwich, Birmingham
Of course.
A reminder of the heroes who flew
And saved our nation at wars start,
The beautiful Spitfire and her sister the Hurricane
Forever in Birmingham's heart.

Phil Hall  October 2013.