transport

The airplane lifts, the runway’s clear,
The train tracks hum as the rails appear.
The bus route winds through the busy street,
The bicycle lane is calm and neat.
The ferry dock is packed with boats,
The shipyard echoes with cargo floats.
The helicopter whirls with a steady glide,
The tram line hums by the riverside.
Tripsteps makes the journey bright,
From traffic lights to the runway’s flight.
Each word of travel, from land to sea,
Becomes a part of my memory.
The motorbike zips, the metro flies,
The passenger car brings quiet sighs.
The taxi rank fills with queues so long,
Transportation turns into a song.