On the plane to take me away,
From all my troubles,
That would soon be left behind,
I sat there looking out the window,
Enticipating the take off,
People were still finding their seats,
As the wise one,
Chose to sit by me.
In her eyes I saw expierence,
She already understood...
The tears in my eyes told it all,
When she placed her hand on mine,
I felt her pain and misery too.
Just then my troubles were gone,
I had nothing to complain about after all,
I smiled at the wise one,
Then I walked off the plane...
Never feeling so preconcieved in my life.