I-Know-When>>> Poem by Manonton Dalan

am not tired of darkness
careesing my sleepy eyes
cold morning long driving
to work; earning a living

i wake up early; all quiet
it feels am all alone here
singing with a warm shower
to kick-start my well power

as i am leaving my doorstep
i wish myself very happy day
keep watchful eye on drivers
who seem to own this highway
some are so nice they let me

midway this journey sun comes
ray through those lovely trees
like thousand quick darts coming
bouncing off my windshield; awe
great; my day is just beginning