The time has come,
once again.
All of my bags are packed.
Whether going to Pittsburgh,
Belize, or somewhere else.
I take one last look,
at my house,
knowing that I will be back.
I load all of my luggage,
into the cab,
as it takes me,
to the airport.
I have one bag,
to carry on,
and one bag,
to report.
I patiently wait,
through the check-in line,
then make my way to my gate,
but first there is,
a long security line,
where I have to wait.
Finally,
I find a seat,
where the airplane,
soon will be.
I relax for two hours,
before they board,
then make sure,
I have my ticket.
As the first to find,
my seat on the plane,
I do know,
who I'll sit with.
As we take off,
the heavy plane climbs,
to it's right altitude.
"You are now free,
to move about the cabin.
In a moment,
we will begin serving food".
- Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 5th, 2019 00:46
- Comment from author about the poem: This piece may sound humorous, but for me, it is not. I travel alot, and alot of times, traveling is when I feel the happiest. I always feel at ease when I am traveling because usually, I am able to stay by myself for a long period of time. Still, it always feels good to come back to a beautiful home. It is truly a blessing to be able to travel and have a wonderful home to come back to. Keep your eyes upon Jesus. Persistence is key
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Comments1
A fine write Forever. The poem looks somewhat plane-shaped too.
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