her stomach lurches,
as she can feel the plane dropping.
a rush of adrenaline,
a smile faintly on her lips.
it is a wonderful feeling.
to arrive home.
her own home is
appearing beneath the clouds.
like a telescope zooming in,
she can see it all.
and then.
finally.
she can't help but smile.
home is where the heart is.
YOU ARE READING
gone too far
Şiirsimple. sharp. and hopefully memorable. poetry for the mad. join us. {lowercase intended } ------------------------------ bec g. crawley © 2019
