60 Days of Poetry Continues. Cars. My dad. Life. Reflections.
April 8th, 2019
I know it has been some gone days,
Some map and some waze,
Some lost and some haze,
I saw you dad, walk away, walk
In the sway, walk out of the path of
I know it has been some days,
Some maps and some ways,
I learned them all from you,
From all you used to do.
This was one of those how much time do we
Have left kind of situations,
This was one of those second chance kind
I know you wanted fast, and you wanted to last,
You wanted to last longer than all of us put together,
You had some strange control over the weather,
Is this sunnier? Is this place better? Is this the paradise
We came for?
I know you have love buried deep down inside of you,
I know you have love for me,
I know yesterday feels like a tragedy,
I know there is still more to the story,
Give me the keys to your car,
Make this go far,
Make this go as fast as you once were,
Make this go away,
Cause this place isn’t your getaway,
This Corvette is unfit for your future,
I need you dad, I need you to last longer than
So give me the keys,
Let’s do something different.