Waiting
Yesterday getting back from Santorini was a long slog to say the least. The Easy Jet flight was delayed by about 2 hours. We had to wait for what seemed like a lifetime to get our bags back. Then on the M56 home we were stopped in a traffic jam for two hours as the police tried to deal with someone trying to jump of the motorway bridge.
This poem tries to summarise our journey:
Waiting
Waiting, just wasting
Our life in a queue
Plane late
Doing my best
To avoid been in a state
Pandemonium at the airport
People a plenty
Sitting on the floor
Feeling feckless and fraught
Nothing to do
Just negative thoughts
Praying for our time
To get on the plane
Waiting just waiting
For our bags to arrive
Watching the clock tick
Dreading the drive
Bags in the car
We didn’t get far
Bumper to bumper
Police shut the road
A poor soul
On a bridge
Threatening to jump
Two hours we waited
I guess we should
Have been elated
When a disaster
Was avoided
And a life was saved
Waiting just waiting
We should be grateful
We have a good life
Worth waiting
Worth waiting for....
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