Stories Of The Han

In the morning, we ride a river The sun glares and blinds us We honk, sip our coffees and shake our fists Down the river we go In the noon, we ride a river A melody plays and we sing along We wave, we smile, we rejoice Down the river we go In the night, we ride a river The moon greets us We roll down our windows, our hands caressing the wind Down Down the River we go. . #POEM #POETRY #HIGHWAY #LOSANGELES #LA #FREEWAY #RIVER #LIFE