Newark Airport
A friend of mine just called me
Since her flight has been delayed,
With Newark messing up the plans
So many folks have made.
I do not live in Jersey
So this airport isn’t mine,
But it isn’t far and all its problems
Somehow crossed the line.
Construction on the runways
Made United cancel flights
And controllers walking off the job
Brought danger to new heights.
Equipment failures add a new
Dimension to this scourge
And to worsen this fiasco,
There’s some rain about to surge.
My friend’s flight was rerouted
To an airport close to me
And I hope she gets to fly today,
But there’s no guarantee.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2025
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