The Long Trip Home
Bags all packed up and ready to throw
into the car, we’re all set to go
for one last ride to an airport near,
en route, traffic backing up, oh dear.
Blockage now cleared, we’re soon at the door,
with sad goodbyes, warm hugs, tears and more,
we waved until they drove out of sight,
before checking in for our first flight.
Up and away to old Montreal,
still wearing leafy colours of fall.
With time to kill, we looked for some eats,
then on one last plane, taking our seats.
West bound again, daylight fading fast
until we arrived back home at last.
Boarding in Dublin
Awaiting our turn for takeoff
up, up and away
Flying into Montreal
Montreal airport and supper
Taxi and takeoff into the afternoon sun
Close to home