For those who loved the P-3 Orion. To the aircrew that flew. The ground crew that fixed she. She never failed us.
On her wings we flew by night and day,
No sub could hide from her watchful eye,
no weather could stop her from patrolling the sky
Like thunder and lightning her engines roared,
LIVING with the blood of those carried on board,
each beating heart bringing her alive,
dependent on her strength, another day to survive
From Viet Nam to the falling wall,
and on to answer Afghanistan's call,
she served both Country and Airmen well,
as she sees the twilight, our hearts do swell
Orion calls her home from the hunt,
clinging to her memories, her Airmen do want,
the earth beckons back for her return,
a restful slumber she and crew have earned
The 'Old Girl', now, seeks to retire,
her crews grow gray, sit by the fire,
basking in dreams of glory and fun,
her engines, now, do cease to run
A storied career comes to a rest,
she lovingly bore men and women, the BEST,
having served her Nation, 'The People, WE',
I am proud that I served in the MIGHTY P-3!!!
~Robert Gordon, Veterans Day 2018
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