One Bright Morning
i'm driving so slow looking
for space to leave my car
for duration of wishful day
i'm awed at how beautiful
cars being park, classy
not my daily car from a to b
i reach gravel spotted green
seagulls feasting on breakfast
i pass they love to experiment
on rigidity of your hardtops
as i turn i notice flock of geese
going southward; winter coming
poem by Manonton Dalan
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