3: 30a.M Poem by Samuel Kegwaro

3: 30a.M



The lights in my study are on,
at 3: 30 a.m


A car speeds off,
along the road below.
Its headlights penetrating the darkness.
Perhaps its occupants wondering,
why my lights were on.
Not knowing I am reading,
Emily Dickinson's poetry in solititude.

I too wondering,
what errand the driver is running,
and for whom!

Thursday, December 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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