Run and stop and go again
The cars fly by with such ease
The sun follows and follows
I get the task to cross the road
But I see these cars and stop
Should I stay or should I go
In that moment I have no time to ponder
So I sit and stare and wander
But what happens next because I am still stuck
In the middle of a spot with will soon by my muck
Because I will soon by hit by this moving truck
Its time to make a choice so I step forward and hope for the better
But as time passed I noticed I the sweat was making me wetter
By: Alexia Shea
