Watching Traffic Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching Traffic



Sunlight shining onto cars, reflecting star shapes
into the air.

Shiny traveling stars filling the city with their
glow down streets and freeways.

Never knowing how they sparkle and shine to a
creative eye, hiding out on the tenth floor of
city hall.

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