Watching Him Go
By birksy
From the window, streaked with rain, she watches the plane, alone with folded arms, And if it were not for I, watching, she’d be invisible. On the window the signs say - No Entry - Except For Emergency - I feel this may be such an emergency. She moves to see a better view, There’s a murmur, a groan, of engines through the weather sounding the start of an end. Oh, how the rain, it mocks, not even allowing her fresh air to breathe him away. Turning with tears in her eyes she goes. No-one sees her, but I. Written April 6th, 1998 © on Aug 28 2001 06:49 AM PST, Simon Birks 0 • 1
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"From the window, streaked with rain,..."