Stop Sign
Waiting for the traffic to move,
Longest day in the world for me,
Slow motion in progress it just won’t groove,
I’m growing no faster then a tree,
Impatient the moment arises,
Looked both ways and the season subsided,
The occasional mishap just occurred,
Crash in an instant now I’m disturbed,
In this second I look in the past,
I see myself and I didn’t last.
Copyright © Frank Malfi | Year Posted 2006
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