tired eyes tracing the page
following tired fingers
taking orders from a tired mind.
upward glances from a tired lap
revel an old couple checking their blackberries.
a young girl watching
her feet kick back and forth
a pensive reader
an aggressive eater
all waiting to file into the tired plane.
music pulsing through tired ears
ring notes of comfort and relaxation.
spending four dollars on gum and water
my tired wallet opens to satisfy the bill.
tired heart within my chest skips a beat
with the joy of knowing that soon
it will be home
where it will find refuge and no longer
possess tired emotions reflected in tired actions.
but will be refreshed like a dip in icy waters
and beat anew with zest and zeal.
my tired self will soon heal.
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wrote this in the airport.
i am now home and it is so great.
Sweaters, boots, sleep, family, meals, hugs, and that wonderful homey smell.
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