'Twas the Day After Christmas
jaylake and the_child
Were setting out for a trip
On a flight hoped to be mild

Novels in the flight bag
Nestled safely unread
While visions of vacation
Danced in the traveler's heads

Outside on the runway
A wind blew so hard
That jaylake wondered
If the flight could depart

While inside the airport
He thought about things
About cancer, and writing
Shoes and sealing wax, cabbages and kings

the_child sat close by
A concentrated look on her face
Computer on her lap
She was in her own space

They knew they'd be off soon
To see calendula_witch
In faraway California
From Oregon quite the switch

jaylake and his trusty the_child
Want everyone to have a happy holiday season
Travel safe or stay home happy
Whatever the reason