Sitting in an aeroplane at 17,000 feet
Trying to feel comfortable with no-one to greet
All passengers who are seated together
With nothing in common but a trip in their gather
Do you really want to now know
Who they are or where they will go
Is it business for them or a family group to complete
Look around at them and know you will never again meet.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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