South, homeward bound, welcome thoughts
As the plane lifts off the ground
The curtain of night all around, swift the engines sound Glistening snow whispers below
The quiet we find as in our numbers we found
This group of travelers' joviality kept us
Safe and sound
Many a gate we found our way to
As the long dark halls we did pound
Each flight we did seek a voice would repeat
This flight is canceled
Some from other parts of this continent
All to home, our only content
Each flight we did seek a voice to the loud speaker
Would repeat, again and again at each gate
As we would wait
This flight is canceled return you're boarding
Pass we will connect you
To the next flight, early in the day
The lines were a sight
Now, all that is left the hearty and few
Our luggage, if only where we knew
oh me... everything is a poem to me... |