Driving Home
It used to be so
hard on me walking to school every morning and watching all the cars just zoom
me bye. I vowed that I would never pass someone going on the way and not offer
them a ride. It worked most of the time, except two ladies who at different
times refused my ride, but I understood. This kindles led to my always having
someone present where ever I drove. My driving experience was always full of
talking and laughter. I got so used to it the times I didn’t have company, I
would fall asleep at the wheel
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Driving Home There
were many passengers who rode with me Had
one with questionable identity Every
time I let someone into my car Ears
were more alert for anything bizarre Vehicles
would often drive right bye Even
when the drivers caught my eye Refusing
to give me a ride on their way People
scarcely stopped even on a rainy day Relieved
I was when I started to drive Exceptional
I must be and so I did strive So
I invited pedestrians on my road Each
time hoping to ease their load Never
worrying about my own safety The
Lord I prayed would always be there with me Passengers
soon became a daily standard And
before long driving alone became very hard Soon
the long days at work had a dangerous toll Sleeping
at the wheel often I would lose control Escaping
tragedy and self inflicted disaster No
one there in the car to keep me in chatter Got
startled awake every day just before Emergency
workers would need to cut me through my door Real
exhaustion and loneliness took the better of me Soon
I remember I had God’s security His
hand protected me when I carried strangers Eliminated
the worries and erased the dangers Looking
back now I know I didn’t apply the brakes Pulled
away from curbs and avoided mistakes Evasion
while I slept driving, I can now reveal
Did
happen when my ever present passenger took the wheel |
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