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[personal] The Day After Christmas

‘Twas the Day After Christmas
and
Were setting out for a trip
On a flight hoped to be mild

Novels in the flight bag
Nestled safely unread
While visions of vacation
Danced in the traveler’s heads

Outside on the runway
A wind blew so hard
That wondered
If the flight could depart

While inside the airport
He thought about things
About cancer, and writing
Shoes and sealing wax, cabbages and kings

sat close by
A concentrated look on her face
Computer on her lap
She was in her own space

They knew they’d be off soon
To see
In faraway California
From Oregon quite the switch

and his trusty
Want everyone to have a happy holiday season
Travel safe or stay home happy
Whatever the reason

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