4:59 am on Queen Street

4:59 am on Queen
The sky light blue,
And moon full.
It hangs bright.
We drive down Queen street
strewn with the
Early morning random people..
A flight attendant in
Blue and red scarf
wheels luggage
Round the corner
And the stores
They are all dark
But traffic has started
on the road,
As the rest of the
World sleeps still
Dreaming of the sun.