Haiku
Haiku 58
Poetry
Just before dawn on a late March morning I was on the highway to get my first Covid 19 shot. It was promising to be a beautiful sunrise but the cars were flying past me in too much of a hurry to look.
Just before dawn on a late March morning I was on the highway to get my first Covid 19 shot. It was promising to be a beautiful sunrise but the cars were flying past me in too much of a hurry to look.