How different the world <br />From seven miles high; <br />The clouds are like cotton <br />As they slowly drift by. <br /> <br />Silver wings glistening <br />Jet engines whine; <br />It seems we’re not moving, <br />Suspended in time. <br /> <br />How connected we are <br />To the world this way; <br />From the ice to the sun <br />In only one day. <br /> <br />It’s really amazing, <br />This view from my seat; <br />The world’s not so big at all, <br />From thirty-eight thousand feet.<br /><br />Nancy Crossman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thirty-eight-thousand-feet/
