I sit down, on the seat next to me
My past self is staring out the window,
Music in her ears
I remember when I was that age,
Always dreaming
My most fervent wish was to fly
On great, hawk-like wings
And soar through the sky
My past self imagines this scene,
Of wind rushing through her wings
As she flips and dives and flies
She also has a book on her lap,
Open with folded pages throughout
I have always loved reading
My parents bicker in the front,
Their hands intertwined
My sister is watching a movie
And my past self is watching the sky
I watch myself for a moment or two,
Embracing this peaceful moment
In which nothing is the matter
Before I look towards where He awaits,
Dark hood hiding his face
I am ready, I tell him, I have said my goodbyes
Death takes my hand and I look behind
For one last glimpse of this perfect moment,
This perfect family,
The perfect life
And I say goodbye