The Vegas Trip
I'm off to Vegas,on a trip.
Gotta hurry,gotta split.
When I get there,I know
not where.
I hope she sees me
standing here.
I'm so scared,and I
don't know why.
I really think,I just
might cry.
I'm pretty sure,we'll
have some fun.
Out in Vegas,in the sun.
I boarded the plane,
thinking,Boy! am I insane.
I watched the people laughing,
and chatting,and even some patting.
I said to myself,calm down and don't
be so lame.
I waited so long,and got
so scared.
Somehow I knew my life
would be spared.
We took off,and I broke
into tears.
I was so scared,I lost
a few years.
At 36000 ft.,I started to
calm down.
Even though I still wore
that frown.
I kept my shade
closed.
I tried very hard,to
remain composed.
Three hours.on an
hour flight.
Beleive me guys,we
were packed in tight.
Drinks,and snacks,they
did serve.
It took me awhile,to
work up the nerve.
Lakes,valleys,circles,
and squares.
No other ride can
compare.
When I found out I had
cancer,I didn't know how
to feel.
But,to ride on a large jet,
that was a big deal.
Copyright © Gloria Vojchehoske | Year Posted 2006
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