Life Going Past Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life Going Past



Sky overcast, filled with white clouds and very
little blue to be seen.

Trees, leaves, barely moving, very little breeze
happening in the atmosphere.

Traffic flowing in a hurry, mostly heading west
very little going east.

People walking, carrying back packs, pushing a
wheelchair, kids and babies being pushed in
strollers by mothers and fathers.

Life just walking past as I look out the window
at Wendy's.

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