Af01, Is Changing Times Poem by Manonton Dalan

Af01, Is Changing Times



warm air met my face
as i open my car door
early summer waves
southerly draft we need
ice caps are thinning
trees too are vanishing

gravel rules parking lot
reflecting sun's warmth
i will adapt to very soon
like gas prices fluctuation
but i love it when it is cold
it keeps me getting old

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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