It’s Been A Good Day
poem
On the Walmart lot, a Hispanic
Family, stranded by their broken Buick
Several states away from home.
So I helped them with a fifty.
I had nothing else good to do with it.
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When a turtle closed up his house
In the honking road, I quickly stopped–
Looking both ways, extracted him,
Ferried him across. Our lucky
Day, we could have been squashed.
even the food we eat hums
nice poem
places all over the earth hum, like tuning forks.
Nice!
thanks