Overnight Airport Haiku
Storm in the forecast
Not such a good idea
To fly into it
We would all get rooms
But we traveled far in snow
To a full hotel
It feels like camping
Figuring out just how to sleep
On an airport bench
Glad I bought trail mix
Nothing much else to snack on
Here at three AM
Automatic sink
What dance must my hands perform
To get some water?
Time to catch my train
Take some money for the road
And a strong coffee
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