![]() T I N T ED A N D M O V I N GA Poem by anthony blake![]() VIEW WITH PLEASURE![]() Sunshine with a sundown Night Stars and a Moon Highway ride with destination arriving soon With any luck, it could be before noon It’s a journey on any highway bus Relaxing in tranquil are the plus Scenery beyond the Highway lamps Writing my adventure and sharing using a stamp Over the Bridges and seas One can only imagine about the outside breeze Also allergy season with a sneeze Reclining back and ride the highway bus, one can feel at ease
Cars, Trucks and other buses pass us by We make a sudden Rest Stop but don’t know the reason why? We the passengers puzzled eye to eye But it was only for a while and the bus pushes on I felt previously asleep, but now have awoken from a yond Hills and Mountains seem to rise But that really is no surprise I had to imprecise Farmlands with Cattle Towns people all Wave At one point, I though the wave meant be safe and behave
Scenery seen through the view of the tinted windows making sight close up looking far You wouldn’t get all that travelling by car The highway bus It was travel that involved all of us Windows tinted and beautiful Hearts inspired being plentiful It was that highway of history back, but moving forward with enterprising track.
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