Boarding Pass Poetry

Boarding Pass Poetry:

Unedited, Unfiltered, Raw & Pure

What if we all carried our lives in a backpack

The way that weary travelers do,

Waiting in queues for hours

to see loved ones,

Only to return with sadness and blue spirits

After a gathering that completed the incompleteness

of a mother grown old,

Aged by her children becoming adults,

Joining together at gate 1F.

RyanAir Flight 1078 / December 16, 2024 / Edinburgh to Hamburg

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