Magazine
Beyond the Magazine
The Runway of Faith
We are at the airport
looking down the runway.
I will not leave the airport until
I see my dad flying in.
I see a National Guards airplane
land on the runway,
we run out the door
as fast as we can.
We give him a hug,
as my mom starts to cry.
He looks down at me
and says,
āIām finally home.ā
Javan Heath