Look out the window
Green meadows and fluttering butterflies
Happy Laughs on the horizons
But they are not in sight
When sitting on cushioned aluminum chairs,
Looking at tired eyes, asking if these people are also in transit
Without a direct line
Hovering in distant lands
Tears fall at the thought of leaving everything you know for everything you wanted
So you cry two weeks before
How can tears premium package be bought?!
In the package reads “better to cry before than later”