We went on a joy-flight one fine day,
My birthday as I recall.
We said we'd fly over Nelson Bay
So we could see it all.
We swooped up into a dazzling blue,
Happy to be on high,
Heading for the Peninsula
To view it from the sky.
A place of scenic beauty,
With hills and woods and bays,
And other charming landmarks,
We were hoping would amaze.
Then we heard the pilot's voice
'When I'm looking up ahead
I see storm clouds over Nelson Bay;
We'll just go home instead.'
So here see the clouds a-rolling in,
Waiting for my birthday
So they could spoil the fun.
Another birthday gone wrong here:
aw! it's so pretty! love that low hanging cloud and that undeveloped stretch! lovely!
What a bummer. The view in the photo is lovely, though.
It's a lovely photo and poem, even if your flight was cut short.
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That is a beautiful scene. I love the vers
As always, a lively sense of humour even in the face of birthday storm clouds! Great photo!
Oh no, that's just awful. I sure hope you were able to have a good celebration some other way.
A beautiful scene and awesome photo though.
Have a sweet, Scenic Sunday, Brenda! :)
It looks pretty view. Happy SS! Mine is up too.
Great poem, and a gorgeous view, clouds and all. :)
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