Crossing the street toward home,
I gave a quick thank you
to the crossing guard.
A small voice growing
coming toward me, running,
because she was late for school,
“Hi Miss Tammmmyyyyyyyyyy!!”
she shouted, squeaked, pealed
urgently, rushing toward her friend
the crossing guard, lunch lady
The sound rose, continued as she passed me
passed Miss Tammy, on her way to school
an abject lesson on the Doppler Effect
as she ran down the street
making both of us smile
November 29, 2006 10:14
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doppler_effect
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