Flying

FLYING

The snow capped mountains below are breathtaking to see,
I feel content happy and free.

Fran’s remains spiritually in sight,
During this most comfortable flight.

It is amazing how after a loss one can adjust…
When you tell yourself you must.

The purser came by,
To introduce herself and say hi.

Bringing a small pocket knife on board is forbidden,
Yet the big stainless knives served with food are not hidden.

It shows that all these safety rules,
Are made by a bunch of fools.

After delicious dessert of white chocolate cheesecake,
It was difficult to stay awake.

The desire to sleep I did not fight,
And I turned off the overhead light,

The sun has set,
I am ready for my business class bed.

When I awoke I was not ready for another meal,
The omelet I had ordered did not appeal.

It was 8 am in Holland, on this new day,
But still midnight in LA.