by fred chun
(Torrance, Ca)
The streets whisper screeches and honks
The park yells out screams and hollers.
As the plastic bag runs down a street
A wallet eats five dollars.
The trees on the sidewalk start to dance
The plants start to sway.
The sunset settles in the west
A new beginning in May!
Comments for
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
Click here to add your own comments
Join in and write your own page! It's easy to do. How? |