Airplane Poem by Lacy
Pittman
Sitting here all alone
the gloom fills the air.
Taking a a deep breath
I bend to sit
and as I sit I stare.
I stare at a place far away
through the window pane.
I look at this tiny piece
of the world
as I wait to board my
plane.
All alone it's just me
and no one is around.
I wait in awkward silence
for my plane to leave the
ground.
I am so very early
and that's the reason why
no one is around me now
while I wait to fly.
Hundreds of empty black
chairs
stand in front of me.
A sea of emptiness
is all that I see.
I know not what is to come
later on my flight.
but I hope it'll all be
great
I wish with all my might.
I know not what is to come
in the future where I go.
I hope there's something
great ahead.
But this I do not know.
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