Slow Person Fast World Poem by Dorsey Baker

She smiled
with smiling eyes
and sweet words
came out of her mouth
the wind was blowing
among the trees
I heard its voice
sounding loud
down the road
a car was coming
it was moving
very fast!
its tires were screaming
as it turned the curve
the dust
was flying high behind
smoking up the sky

I don't know why
the car was speeding
but I do know
that people today!
always seem to be
in such a big hurry!
its a hurry up world
but I am
a slow person myself!