Below is one of the contest entries.
"U Turn" Staring down the altitude, a flame of red flashed; the blood, the heart, the rising sun. The roaring of the engine couldn't compete with even the tiniest cry of a new born child. The flying object had chosen it's flight, But we pulled it back to see the sight. Who knew a U-turn was so hard to make.
— Jenny Xue
All Poems Submitted to the Contest