Morning View >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan

Morning View >>>



cold 30's morning traffic
sipping my hot chocolate
passing undulating highway
few pot holes graze my tire
shook me rock me don't mind
am doing slow so they are

I flip my rear view mirror
sun is doing her greetings
to bright for me to smile
police are busy I could see
delay traffic with citations
these kids as usual speeding

Monday, January 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: driving
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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