Tomorrow morning, I fly to SEA via ORD from BWI and catch myself calling cities by their airport names…
…so just a little ditty:
Hello O’Hare
We meet again
Neoned tunnel
Flashing over me
As I run to catch my delayed flight.
Hello PDX,
Granola carvings, jewelry, stones
Calls to me as I hug
Long-ago seen family.
Hello Changi
Malls, hotels
Disguise your purpose
For international ins and outs.
I’m only passing through…
Larissa, Oh the nature of being a missionary traveller. I know the background music they play on the American Airlines pre-flight instruction movie. I guess we are all pilgrims and our real home will be the sweeter for it. I LOVE poetry!