Your First Plane Ride

I remember the excitement in your eyes, and the smile that played on your face.
Your first plane ride, the joy in voice, that remembrance I embrace.
You asked so many questions, "What is that?" and "What is this?"
I've never seen a child so happy; I've never seen so much bliss.
You didn't seem to grasp the fact that we were off the ground.
But when we saw the clouds so close, I could hear your happy heart pound.
You said it was just like T.V., and you said it was so neat.
And when we got seat service, you said "Wow what a treat."
Sure we had some problems, like that silly phone above your tray.
You just couldn't keep your hands off, you just wanted to play.
Of course just like a child, your interest went to something new.
There was just so much to look at, so much to see and do.
It was hard to keep you seated; you just wanted to run around.
You wanted to look through every window, and make every airplane sound.
You thought it was so funny; there was a bathroom in the sky.
I wanted for this ride to last forever; I wanted it to never die.
But soon enough we landed and I knew it would come fast.
Our memory of your first plane ride was over sadly at last.
I knew this would be our final ride, although it was the first.
I knew this would be our goodbye, I knew it would be our worst.
I gathered up the courage, to pull you from your seat.
And my whole body was shaking, from my head down to my feet.
As we walked down the aisle, my pain grew more immense.
Your smile never faded your admiration more intense.
You though this was the greatest gift, you had ever received.
In truth it was the only gift, I wish I could have retrieved.
When we were off the plane, and standing at the gate.
I knew i would regret my words, I knew my words you would hate.
I bent down to your small level, and choked up my sorrowful line;
"Goodbye my love, I have got to go, it was finally time."
You looked at me with a faded smile, not understanding a bit.
What time will you come back? You said in a ready-full stubborn fit.
I couldn't hold them back, my tears began to fall.
My heart was breaking, and it was hard to stand at all.
I couldn't answer your question in truth I didn't know.
And I woman came by your side, and said "I'm sorry its time to go."
She took your hand, and began to lead you away.
And tears filled your big brown eyes, and you knew it wouldn't be okay.
You ran back to me, and whispered I won't leave you ever.
And somehow I answered, "Remember goodbyes are not forever."
You were then gone, she took you away and my heart was broken in two.
Your first plane ride was when I first lost you.
The memory, it was so sweet and bitter all the same.
The memory is hard to place, and harder to rename.
I want to say that it was the best, because of the excitement on your face.
But our hearts are broken, and that is harder to replace.

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