Flight Mh370
People were busy looking at the monitor in the airport.
Newly-weds, vacationers and some hoping for a chance
found their seats and settled down for a long trip.
The airplane ascended until cars resembled ants.
Exited, some of the group had never flown.
Some passengers napped while a child cried.
Hours passed and a regular flyer questioned,
“What’s going on? This is not right!”
We know not the rest of the events.
A mystery may not ever be solved.
Panic-stricken families, baffled friends~
The only emotion that may remain is love.
Copyright © Edna Carroll | Year Posted 2015
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