Serenity Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Serenity

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Unforeseen delays in flight plans
become moments dead still;
a screeching halt to expectations.
Nothing but waiting……………
Waiting for weather changes;
listening for updates.

Some complain;
others accept limitations
knowing when things are
no longer controllable,
all there is to do is relax
and enjoy the journey.

Thursday, June 12, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: expectations,weather
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