Thursday, February 4, 2010

On the Road, revisited

Life is always the driver of Your vehicle
For a time, the mind takes over, tries to push Life out of the seat
When You are lucky, the heart grabs the wheel
Now, the ride is never smooth, yet always scenic
You enjoy rainy roads and drive-In movies
You have never had a will to call Your own
Be thankful, that Life is full of grace
She drives You home, without asking permission

1 comment:

Benjamin Dean said...

sometimes I feel like someone else grabs my heart which then it turn grabs my wheel... funny ... "my" heart... "my" wheel.