Ace pilot

An Ace Pilot.

Among the pilots he was an ace,
Still she felt it was wise to brace;

This indeed was a tough race,
Flying so low in open space;

He will retain his first place,
By his favourite God’s grace,

Now is the time for loops and lace,
Looking easy enough on the face!

The fine movements he has to glace
Or will surely get hit as if by a mace!

The perfect landing without a trace,
Thrilled her to, him, happily embrace!