Poems, Personals, and Commentary

The Airport

[A composite of my experiences and others’]

People bustling —
Sounds of a crowd.
Little babies
Crying out loud.

All of humanity
Compressed in one space.
A microcosm
Of our human race.

Flights delayed —
Sleep on the floor.
Jet lag had me
Run into a door.

As a matter of fact,
The food turned out great.
People were friendly
Even though late.

Air conditioning —
Incredible blessing.
Otherwise,
There’d be more stressing.

Many languages,
People of the globe.
Many faces,
And languages told.

And over it all
The Lord of the earth
Is watching each one,
And gives each one worth.

[8/21/2015]

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