The Dust Devil's Dance Poem by Paul Warren
The Dust Devil's Dance
Did you see the sun glare down in silent distain
And the dust devils dance across the plain
When you stood on the highway black ribbon
Did the tar feel sticky as the heat was striven
And at midday on a hot summer's day
Did the semis dance in the heat as they drove away
And when a cloud crossed the sun
Its coolness was your reward for all that's done.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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