Thursday, June 2, 2011

Airport, Written 6/1/2011

Airport

People trying to get from here to there
so many people
I can’t help but stare,
people more concerned with air fare.
Some come alone
but mostly in pairs.
As I find my terminal
and a few empty chairs,
mentally now, I must prepare.
To take flight,
touch away from the ground
up into a world where clouds surround,
as the engine starts, my heart pounds
but up in the sky peace will be found
and miles away from here
I will again touch down.

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