I watch the children
as they play.
A place that is calm.
A place see away from
the rest of the airport insanity.
The parents do explain
the planes that take people away.
They let them know about
the planes that come and go.
The children ride. They slide.
They run. They have fun.
I know, that this place is a great place for children to go.
They look at the plains through
the glass.
They allow time to pass
They ride on
planes that are pretend
they make new friends
They look at
the panes of glass
they allow time to pass
The girls and boys with their pretend plane toys.