A Ballet On My Way Poem by Margaret Alice Second

A Ballet On My Way



A ballet on my way to work today, the sun
brightly shining in perfect décor lighting,
cars in 2 phalanxes circling every obstacle
it was beautiful, left the highway to enter
town with robots red, slowing down to a
quiet dance in perfect unison like dancers
highly trained and choreographed, wanted
to bow my head to all in acknowledgement
of a job well done, it was the greatest fun!

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