In the Departures Lane
The lingering hug
The last "I love you, Dad"
The suitcase on wheels
behind him now
Automatic doors open
"Get back in your vehicle, sir"
A final glimpse --
Gruffly now: "Move out, mister..."
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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