Guilt in her pockets
Saying goodbye to hellos
she couldn’t look at the mainland as soon
as the airplane took off into the sky
leaving her wondering if things would change
after she got back home after visiting her mother
or would the wind brushing the plane
be like pressing a pause
to her emotions
of the size of the steps
she knew she would have to take
tucking her guilt in her pocket
just to say goodbye for the last time.
(I am still doing my sequence for #NaPoWriMo at my blog on
onewriterandhispc.blogspot.com too)