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Interstate Eighteen by Patricia Porawski
from Legacy 2004-2005
Interstate Eighteen
by Patricia Porawski
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Paint me sunsets with
Right-handed brush strokes,
Across the canvas of
South Carolina skies.
A mere spectator from
My passengerside window,
I am admitted to this rare display
Free of charge.
As Maternal Daylight yawns wearily.
Gold joins hands with Crimson
And Lavender hues.
Twirling each other in circles,
They ring-around-the-rosey
On the horizon until
Paternal Twilight tucks them
In under a blanket of stars.
(For Rachel and Ronald)
