tomorrow

Tomorrow

Cream coloured cab, a lady is taking
me for a drive…to the airport:

suitcase packed, am going up North,
to the place where I was born;

watch planes land and take off,
busy place, drink a cup of coffee;

the lady drives me home, she’s got
grey hair and have seen it all;

forgotten my winter overcoat, will
wait till May I won’t need it then;