Ode to Airports with Toddlers

Snug and snoring in the dark
Stub my toe, that'll leave a mark
Sleepy boys are all mixed up
Spilling orange juice from their cup
In the car saying it's still night
Mommy praying they don't start to fight
Daddy driving, OH help us Lord
Lets get to it, All aboard!
Hoping, wanting to nod off once more
Ache sleepy to the core
Cutiest little boys you have ever seen
Fuzzy back packs and smiles that beam
Airports, escalators and moving side walk
Not the kind to draw on with chalk
Up and down and round on the plane
So air sick, oh not again.
Eat ice cream, snacks and juice
Lets get there soon, get off this goose
Finally the last airport and friends
So glad this journey has good ends
Just don't tell them that in three weeks time
The journey home might just not rhyme.