A Long Way

I take in the view and have a drink or two,
I lay my head back, nothing else to do.

I try to snooze, but have no luck,
I can’t get comfy, this really does suck.

I look at my feet; they’re starting to swell,
I race for the loo, I’m not feeling well.

I sit and watch movies, the same one again,
I listen to snoring, it all seems in vain.

I take off my jumper, its getting so warm,
I wonder if it’s late, or maybe its dawn.

I pick at my food; it’s not very nice,
I like my food hot, with a little spice.

I can’t seem to move, just stuck in the middle,
I might have a drink, just another tiddle.

I can’t wait to stand up, just stretch for a while,
I hate to be crowded, this feeling is vile.

I can get up now; at last I am free,
I need a good wash, I now smell you see.

I look out the window, the start of a new day.
I am glad it’s all over, my flight to the UK.

by Angie_emau