Dreaming-On-Sideline>>> Poem by Manonton Dalan

Dreaming-On-Sideline>>>



cold front reached me
before sun rise today
gentle clouds mourned
no chirping bird show
leaves falling no snow
orange fruit on my hand
so beautiful for a man

people passing bundled
slower steps on ground
what could be thier mind
pondering as i waited for
my wonderful ride to come
should i ever miss i cry
maybe not i have a time

Saturday, November 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: moments
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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