“Why is everyone stopping? The sun has set, it’s time to get back to your tents, people!”
Traffic grinds to a halt, people flood over the road.
Sometimes you just have to be in the right place at the right time.
“Why is everyone stopping? The sun has set, it’s time to get back to your tents, people!”
Traffic grinds to a halt, people flood over the road.
Sometimes you just have to be in the right place at the right time.
Incredible Geoff. The right time indeed.
Nice, neph.
Hi,
I love your poem (even though you think it isn’t)