In Praise of Delta Airlines

My favorite airline.

In Praise of Delta Airlines

 

Giving credit where it is due.

 

By Elton Camp

 

Time went fast and though it is a pity,

My vacation is over in New York City.

The airport check-in has no delay.

Toward the entrance I’m on my way..

 

Airport security is doing fine.

There is only a very short line.

“Remove your shoes and walk through.

There should be little that you have to do.”

 

Soon I find number twelve boarding gate.

There is time to spare�"glad I’m not late.

“Please take seat twenty to your right.

To have you fly with us is a delight.”

 

The stewardess is courteous as can be.

The captain stands there for us to see.

I get a seat right before the wing.

At the window I can see everything.

 

The plane’s down the runway with a roar.

It’s the same excitement I’ve felt before.

The take-off is the very best part.

Into the skies the plane does dart.

 

There are no problems on this trip.

Smoothly through the skies we zip.

To Atlanta in a mere two hours,

Thanks to Delta’s amazing powers.

 

“The airport is now near at hand.

Very soon the captain will land.

Seatbelts we all must wear

While we’re still in the air.”

 

As scheduled, we’re on the ground,

But no docking spot is to be found.

Says the stewardess with a smile,

“We will be on the plane a while.”

 

When we finally can deplane,

Only twenty minutes remain.

We are in the Atlanta terminal at last.

To make connection I must move fast.

 

As I madly rush along the hall,

“Flight for Huntsville, final call.”

Though there’s only a minute to spare,

Just in time to get on board I am there.

 

“You were almost too late.

I was about to shut the gate.”

I don’t try the delay to explain

Just quickly board the plane.

 

We fly into a different time zone,

Thus we arrive before we’ve gone.

I think, “All that went very well,”

As I stand by the baggage carousel.

 

The conveyor starts with a grind

As I prepare to claim what’s mine.

Luggage passes, white, red and brown,

But not a one like mine can be found.

 

“Surely there must be some more.

This has never happened before.”

From the agent at the baggage claim:

“Sorry, but it looks like we’re to blame.”

 

“Although we brought you here,

Your bags are in Atlanta, I fear.

There is nothing else to do.

You must wait a day or two.”

 

But a disaster it sure ain’t.

I’ve got no real complaint.

To go a distance that vast

Required weeks in the past.

 

I needn’t return for my things.

The next day, a courier brings.

“Delta’s so sorry you had trouble,

So we brought them on the double.”