Always Watching Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Always Watching



Traveling down the road in a yellow cab, always watching,
seeing ten birds, all sitting on a telephone wire on the
side of the road.
Just chilling and passing the time away quietly, together.

(10: 05 a.m. - 10/28/13)

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