As I Drive - Poem by Jeff Fleischer
As I drive along
The long narrow winding road,
The wind is in my hair.
The breeze is in my face.
I relieve the tension of a hectic day.
Work problems and memories
Of domestic discord
Fade away like
A shiny orange dot
Behind the sunset
On the horizon.
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