Challenge
Riding in the backseat
Of what does this make you think, imagine or remember? Write it! Poetry or prose...don't forget to tag me @dctezcan.
Together
For years I’ve loved the view.
From my corner,
I could see all of you.
Sitting there singing, laughing,
talking
We were so in sync, always together.
I have always felt safe
Backseat, right passenger,
Where you are privy to pulse of the car.
I could concentrate on us, the coversation,
And who we would be upon reaching our
destination.
You were always at the wheel, Mom
By your side, I the chief navigator and peacekeeper, and Penny the forever child.
We rode this way for so long,
I felt so safe.
Time has passed and the roles have changed.
I drive alone now.
I remember when were together.
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