I waited in the airport with my mom
My brownish hair pulled back in a ponytail
The air smelled of people, machinery, and food
My eyes were tired looking-
From having to wake up so early
My sweat pants were baggy on me,jacket too
I sat there with Our luggage
As my mom took important calls
She was loud,but never realizes it
The other people around us starred
Or read newspapers or magazines
Some listened contently to their music
Trying to forget this airport craziness
I just sat there looking at them all
The airport in a hustle-bustle state
Children crying whining for their way
Mothers and father struggling
With all their luggage and their strollers
All of us were going to the same destination
It seemed weird like a random selection
Why are they going to the same paradise
The sunny place with sand and ocean
I sat there trying to think about
The magnificent waves and beach fun
But a little boys crying screams intruded
Making me come back to reality
The young child's tears running
And his screams horrific ringings
The mother reprimanded him but it didn't work
" What a brat", I thought to myself, annoyed
As a lady next to me about her mid-50's
Slept unaware of the aggressive sounds
There were a lot of creepy people
One munching oddly on his cheet-o's
And a lady very peculiar-looking
Her Thick glasses kept falling as she read
A " steamy" love novel...
Finally my mom sat down
Bringing me a nice steaming coffee
Soon we boarded the plane
With this motely herd and
I was fast asleep...
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