My car knows my secrets
It’s like my diary
It’s seen every side of me
It’s my partner in crime
It’s driven me up and down the coast
And it’s allowed me to just cry
It was my shoulder
It is the holder of memories
Of love scenes
And tears that streamed
And blood curdling screams
Of frustration
Sometimes after I’ve parked
I get out with hesitation
Now I have to face the world
Leaving behind my security blanket
But I can face it
I can take it
All the while I’m waiting
To resume my seat
Rejoin my partner
And gamble on what destination we’ll meet
What a great poem. I can relate to every word. It was perfect from beginning to end.
ReplyDeletenothing is perfect....but this is great and i really like it.....and no need to hurry to catch up.....just enjoy and write as you please
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