"Sounds of Old Plantation Days" poem by Frances H. Kakugawa

I miss the sound of the cane trucks tonight.
Hauling cane through old sugar towns.
The empty truck beds, I don’t miss
As they bounce and rattle
Down country lanes.

It’s the trucks, muffled down
With loaded tons of sugar cane
That soothe and lull
My sleepless nights.

I’m not alone
On these nights
As I keep company
With night shift
Truck drivers
Late into a.m.

(Honolulu, O’ahu)