The Plane

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.