Fire

Another poem for tonight:)

Fire

I was around ten when I stepped foot into a large plane
headed to the land of tulips and cows
across the ocean.

There’s no going back, I thought,
waving a nervous hello to the flight attendants.

Looking outside,
the sky was dark blue,
like the ground below us,
all merged into one.

Fifteen minutes in,
just as everyone settled in under their blankets,
someone yelled:

“Our left wing is on FIRE!”

Gasps, the crying of babies, and the closing of windows followed,
as well as a surprisingly calm voice of the pilot.

“Do not worry”, he assured us
“We’re turning back to the airport”.

I put my pretzels down,
with a final crunch,
and close my eyes as we safely touch the ground.

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