Dreary airport sounds.
Calls to flights and cancellations
Conversations cell phone drone
Weariness pervades my bones.
People-watching changes scene.
Dramas large and small
Engage me with human race
Bringing smiles to my face.
Seeing families deplane
I spy a little boy
Following his mom and dad
Two smaller sisters in their arms.
His four-year-old self, I gage
All seriousness and firm endeavor
Pulling his own roller bag
Spider Man his hero buddy.
My heart filling to brim
I could not stop my face’s beam
Suddenly he turned his head
Shyly smiling back at me.
Written in response to DungeonPrompt: Spreading Joy
