Long Ride Poem


This is just one big road trip I never planned.

Been here.

Been there.

Been where you are.

Been where my headlights are the only light under the cloud covered night.

Funny how the stars almost never shine when you are alone.

I did not start out as the driver, sometimes still not.

Asleep in the back or staring out the passenger window.

All I know is I never laid the road.

I could never label the trip as good or bad.

All I know is that the road is long.

At least I will get to see it all.


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