That Was It and Nothing More
once upon a mid-flight weary
my mind wandered in a hurry
as to he who sat beside the door
suddenly there was a yapping
as of someone's internal scrapping
t'is just a nut i thought and nothing more
quite distinctly then i remembered
my headphones were not in the bag upon the floor
as he who sat beside me began to snore
the sounds did chill me of his napping
a darkness dreaming of thunder clapping
as his voice kept repeating 'please....no more'
finally appeared the steward for just a minute
and watched he who slept beside loudly snore
mumbling and snoring noises and nothing more
then a microphoned voice announced we were landing
and the passenger beside me snapped out of his sanding
as the voice on the speaker announced 'leave by this door'
stan sand
Copyright © Sand Blown | Year Posted 2020
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