Airport

A Poem

By Sumeya Gasa

 

I come here everyday to watch the planes take off. 
They leave with such ease.
No remorse.
Nothing holding them back.
I’m reminded every time another plane takes off
That I’m no good at walking away.
So I come back everyday.

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