We assembled to praise the rest stop
for providing faithful and devoted service.
For its stainless steel sinks
and white porcelain fixtures.
For its freshwater
with no towns within fifty miles in either direction.
For its off-white hexagon tile
set with perfect grouting.
For the crew that cleans these restrooms
with environmentally sensitive products.
For the other crew that tends the small trees
and shrubs of the xeriscaped grounds.
For the only real shade for hundreds of miles
that stretches over picnic tables.
copyright © 2019 Kenneth P. Gurney
This poem was so fun, and so sweet, and so right on!! Keep those rest areas clean. Because lots of people you don’t know use them and appreciate them! Super.
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