
Drive or ride,
They are always there.
Swinging a bit as they carry their load.
It’s not for you to fix.
It’s not for you to notice, but you do.
Backed by dawn’s palette,
They slip by, into the past.
© 2022 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.
© 2005-2023, Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.
Drive or ride,
They are always there.
Swinging a bit as they carry their load.
It’s not for you to fix.
It’s not for you to notice, but you do.
Backed by dawn’s palette,
They slip by, into the past.
© 2022 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.
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