Some things take time <br />That is what people say <br />and get away with it <br />To see you walk away into the coagulated line <br />gulping slowly into the wide aluminum ship <br />suddenly so small <br />in the bristling steaming mist of the runway <br />So long for just two people <br />I stand as they pull the walkways under <br />beneath the tight-set wings <br />setting the controlled fire <br />lights flashing all along the earth <br />And I no longer care <br />because you never cry when you want to <br />I’m returning deep within <br />just to say Hi to myself <br />I spent some time <br />in a tropical wonderland called Marie <br />and wrote a book of poetry <br />in the dark of a mystical night <br />but now I’m coming home<br /><br />Tom Courtney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/airport-5/
