A Drive Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A couple of weeks ago we took a drive up to South Mountain,
it was late in the evening and we could see lights everywhere.

We went all the way up to the top, lookout view, and saw the
most breathtaking sight ever.

There below us were Phoenix and surrounding cities all lit up,
billions of little lights, dancing in the dark.

It was as if we were flying in a plane, only the plane didn't
move, it was a totally beautiful sight.

Last night as I was driving to visit my parents, I remembered
that view atop South Mountain.

Suddenly it occurred to me, that tonight, I was one of those
lights dancing along in the dark.

(8: 52 a.m. - 4/20/81 RoseAnn V. Shawiak)