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Fear

He’s my hero rock from the ground Strong and gentle he holds my hand My face turns pale lip starts to quiver Knuckles turn white protrude through my skin Remove my shoes push my toes into the floor Start to shake when they close the large doors The people around me, don’t seem to bat an eye And here I am afraid to die My seat belt so tight it cuts me into Totally focused staring at the crew The stranger next to me holds my hand tight When all of a sudden the engines ignite Tears in my eyes when we take to the sky’s Skin in my nails blood on his hand just as well this stranger understands Keep apologising while we are in the air the crew gather round they generally care Five hours later wheels touch the ground Thank god for that am safe and sound Written by M. BURTON

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 3/7/2016 4:11:00 AM
- A great poem, Marie :) - Best wishes for a lovely new week :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 3/3/2016 4:08:00 AM
Very well explained
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