Better than a stop sign

It was morning,
and I was rushing for a ferry,
thankful there are no cops on this island
to stop me for doing 40 in a 35...

But the view here
works better than a stop sign
to slow me down:
I slid to a stop, even backed up a bit,
let a couple of other cars pass,
so I could gaze upon the stillness,
thankful for the cool shine of the water
and the delicate wisp of fog
that slowed my ferry down
just long enough for me to reach it.


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