At the Airport

On arrivals...
Warm wave and sweet hello's
On departure.
There are pout and tears of goodbyes

Trolleys of baggages pulled fast
Individuals walking past from everywhere
Some gives a smack and hug
Uncaring if someone bugs

Important documents keep intact
Mobile phones on high alert

Waiting..
Waiting...
Waiting...

On the near time
I hope and pray
I will go too, soon

I wish, I will see smiles
No tears of sad goodbyes
With blessings of happiness
A reckon nectar of sighs

by
olive_eloi
12:14 am
02/27/2014
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James Fraser

Date: 12/4/2014 2:15:00 PM

Indeed, at the Airport, James ;-)

Paul Callus

Date: 3/29/2014 4:41:00 PM

I know what you mean Olive_eloi (this name sounds so sweet on the ear!) When is it the hardest to depart, when leaving your homeland, I suppose ? It's hard to be separated from family, but there are other things in life...// paul

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser
Date: 3/29/2014 6:37:00 PM

thanks.. :) God bless you and me.. :)

Darren Watson

Date: 3/2/2014 5:00:00 AM

simply delightful and as a man who travels regularly to Europe , This poem means an awful lot.

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser
Date: 3/19/2014 7:01:00 AM

:) thanks... i wish i can travel that much too.. :)