Plane Out Of Sight
The plane has been lost- out of sight
all the families are in a deep fright
everyone's trying to find the light
looking for a clue the smallest- the slight
People are looking day and night
looking in each direction- left and right
looking around with a searchlight
people are gathering trying to unite
wishing on each sight of starlight
looking high and low at every height
finding the lost the chance very tight
people's face turning pale and white
using different detectors and the satellite
looking for hours past midnight
being courteous to the families and especially polite
trying for families to reunite
they don't know if they're alive- not quite
seing the plane crash doesn't excite
all the people dead isn't a delight
but have hope and faith- everything will be alright
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