The travelers view, poem (164/365)

The stewardess
Brings me a drink
And I look
At the farms
That look like
Green cord fabric swatches
From a distance
And I think
About them
And what the do
And how they live life
And I wonder if
They think about me
Or how many people
Travel Daily

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