The rotors flail against the air
lifting me slowly into the sky;
I'm leaving those that need me
So please let nothing go awry.
Dusting the cobwebs from treetops
Flying the contour of the land,
Lurking unseen behind a hill
Skimming over desert sand.
Going wherever I'm needed
Always knowing you'll be there too.
It matters not what mission
Together we'll see it through.
When each mission has been completed
I'll sat gently down on the land,
Safely returned to those I love
By the guidance of Your Loving Hand.
Borrowed from the Black Knight Wives HMM