In the Shadows of Dawn

Early Friday morning, I stood waiting for my bus to work, 

hidden from the cold breezes in the limestone shadow 

of the Federal Court building. I watched the ebb and flow 

of the morning traffic as the cars took their turns 

at the intersection. The bright lights on the vehicles

and the traffic signals provide the only color

against the pavement, gray as people's

moods on a workday.

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