Departure
Through windshield glass
I watched her pause
And hesitate:
She glanced at me,
Her eyes forlorn,
That helpless face
A woman wears
When lost in love
And entering
An airport’s
Open door.
Copyright © David Bose | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment