Published on: 10/9/2009 Driving to Work
Driving to workI go the same wayEvery day the same
Down the torn up streetOver the usual bumpsPast the orange signs andBrown men in hard hats
In line at the lightThe long line by the riverWaiting for my turnAcross the bridge
Today my turn cameAs it always does But today was not the sameToday, the swans flew overhead
Great white dignitariesA slow expanse of wingsSo painstakingly beautifulI paused mid flight to admire theirs