Tuesday, April 8, 2014

I am..

I am Hadley
I am angry and scared
I wonder if I can do something to miss my flight
I hear my mother telling me that my father is still my father
I see the flight attendants everywhere
I want this trip to be fast
I am claustrophobic 

I pretend to imagine the clear blue sky
I feel the plane getting smaller and smaller
I touch the wrinkled bridesmaid dress
I worry that everything will never be the same
I cry imagining the good old days
I am scared

I understand that my dad is making a new life
I say that I am happy for him
I try to be strong 
I hope that he will still have me in his life
I dream about the way my dad was at home
I am Hadley

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