Airbridge.

Little girl, skipping up the airbridge from the ‘plane

I wonder if you’re visiting or coming home again?

The look upon your face is total joy and zero pain

A sparkling ray of sunshine in the rain

 

Little girl, tripping light fantastic in your mind

Travelling the world, your world

To see what you can find

One great life adventure, looking forward, not behind

Barriers for you not yet defined

 

Little girl, ripping through the rulebook of the day

A burst of living colour, in a monument of grey

Never lose the sense of wonder, going your own way

May you always have the choice to run and play

 

Rich Harding