Years in the sky
Paris today, tomorrow Rome
Hours just fly by
And hardly ever home
Time moves on for us all
New challenges, new crossroads
We just need to hear the call
But failure to hear and we are lost souls
So well done Lizzie
Again, flying high
But your feet say on the ground
“Thank God” do I hear you sigh
Teaching a new generation
To appreciate the value of aviation
On how it helps our nation
And I bet your lectures will be a sensation.