Airport

How strange it is to watch the folks
Who fill the airport's walls
Whose voices mix with rolling wheels
And urgent final calls
How odd it is to see the men
In business suits speed by
Beside the cowboy hats and boots
That also catch my eye
How silly women seem when they
Charge panicked in their skirts
While kids run back and forth with glee
And teens go introvert
How strange to see the people who
Have come from far off places
Whole crowds of people zooming by
A sea of mismatched faces
As if the world had been combined
And mixed up by someone
And now they run and race to get
Back where they started from