We went to the airport
They have these revolving doors
You never know if they are open or closed
You just hope you will end up somewhere on the other side
Many people in uniforms
You feel they are going to ask you something you don’t have
Like a travel permit
Even though you know you did not do anything wrong
And you wait in line for the sun, the beaches, the palm trees,
With all the happy kids
You are glad you did not forget anything
Everything went smoothly
I told her goodbye and I went home