Traffic Trap Poem by Lee Ann Schaffer

Traffic Trap

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The day has thrown a soft, gray blanket
Over the cold, bare bones of the trees,

Yet it provides no warmth;

But within this dusk

The tail lights of cars
Burn like the embers of home fires.

Thursday, March 17, 2005
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Lee Ann Schaffer

Lee Ann Schaffer

Charleston, South Carolina, US
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