Monday, March 9, 2009

December 28

I check the gates
I doubletake and wave
my family does the same
as I make my escape
headed back where I came
noting hour long delays
congesting the air space
I pray I return safe
to a sweet Jillibean
I haven't seen for a week
though my returns bittersweet
since I hate to leave my family
as we take off for flight
gliding at such great heights
buildings are sized like mice
I realize my life is finite
my eyes collecting glances
of a youthful beautiful planet
I've taken for granite
as well as the fantoms that inhabit
the landing gear drops
and we coast to a stop
I'm a long lost heart throb
on a walk to lip lock

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