Screaming teaming
soda pop pestering
back seat questioning
simultaneous approach... almost.
4-way stalemate
After-school car pool
stifling heat
broken a/c
sweaty soccer feet.
4-way stop
Daring glaring
prepared for war
quarter to 4: 00
someone flinch!
4-way stop
Honk breaks trance
one small nod
one small advance
smile and wave.
Windows down
on your way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem