LISTEN TO THIS POEM ON SOUNDCLOUD Consider yourself a reckless driver Speeding on a highway Rushing to your destination Would you plainly SEE The splendid trees by the sidewalks? Won’t they appear foggy? Like a pebble Thrown across your face? Or like a madman running past you With tremendous speed? Wouldn’t you rather be a self-composed driver? And slow down? On that old bumpy road? Where others meet their doom Where they have become blind To the awesomeness Of the trees Along the sidewalks Calm down Slow down Hit the brakes And even pull over In that moment The beauty of the trees Of those who were meant for you Will unfurl Before your eyes
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