I see the lights flicker and flash. Over the clouds our airplane does dash. The roar of the engine sometimes hurts my ears. I try to let my excitement overcome my fears. I want to go home to see my friends. But sometimes I wish my trip would never end. Some Christmas lights I do now see. They shine , shimmer , and dance with glee. The captain says we are descending and my ears start to pop. I look down on the earth and everything begins to stop. The plane tips to the left , then to the right. I skip my brothers CD player and we start to fight. The turbulance hits and we bump up and down. When I went to the restroom I felt like a clown. We land with a thump. Looking for our baggage the airport was a dump. Finally we drove home. And I ate my daily Honey Comb.!!