A girl watches her father get on a plane with a one-way ticket in his hand…
She stands by the airport window,
Her hand on the cold, foggy glass,
Watching her father
Get smaller and smaller
As he walks onto the plane.
Tears start to run down her face
Knowing her father has left her
With a one-way ticket in his hand.
Even her mother’s soothing touch
Does nothing to comfort her.
Even the presence of her mother
Will not bring her father back.
Copyright © 2011 Lena Kovadlo
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