“Face East”

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“Face East”

The morning begs for attention

Warm pinks splay the horizon

As clouds shield the sun

Trees sway gently, waving hello

A car harries down the road

An old man follows the sidewalk

But stops and faces east



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I'm the author of Nothing but Trouble after Midnight.

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