the walk from the airport

I yearn said the earth,
Of hope there is a dearth.
In the cloudy morning sky,
I walked to say my good bye.
Dreams are the soul’s only escort,
All my breaths seemed, a little short.

That walk from the airport,
Left my breaths, a little short.

Fun of the days gone before,
Brought the pain to the fore.
Those few moments of love,
In anguish made me bow.
Life appears to be so distort,
With those breaths, a little short.

That walk from the airport,
Left my breaths, a little short.

The gentle drizzle on my face ,
As I walk with a serene pace .
The soft breeze of the dawn ,
As the lazy early morning shone.
Were all fazed, at that airport
Leaving my breaths a little short.

That walk from the airport,
Seems to be my love’s last retort…