looking left to right, seeing many diffrent expressions
Trying to find one that looked like mine. Afraid
The smell of sweat and too much air freshner lingers throughout the plane
I see tiredness in everyones eyes
As i look at the row numbers I suddenly find mine
I sit in my reclined cloth seat, starring at my feet
The plane moves forward while butterflies are inside of me
I clinch my seat and close my eyes
All of a sudden we are as high as the birds fly
My eyes spring open like I had a bad dream
I look out the window and clearly see the planes wing
My body stops sweating and my fears are all gone
But the happiness i had didnt last very long
The treatourous thoughts of this 8 hour night
I pulled it together and enjoyed my first flight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem