A Mother's Sorrow
I can't see past rain and sleet
All's obscured beyond two feet
I can't see a road or trail
Through this harsh and blinding hail
I can't see obstructions near
In time to safely steer us clear
Can this heater keep us warm
Through this nasty winter storm
I can hardly sit and steer
Kids and great dane interfere
This is driving me crazy!
This is driving me crazy!
I can't see to safely drive
Dear, I hope we all survive
Dear, the car is acting odd
Dear, I hope it's not a rod
The road is packed with ice and snow
That is why I'm driving slow
I must stay alert and drive
So that we can stay alive
I've become a mom of woe
Weaving helpless through this snow
O! no, I can hardly see!
Weather, weather blinding me!
I think that I shall sigh a sigh
A gas station just passed us by
I will quickly turn right here
I see no policeman near
O! how timely gas tank dry
Now we've got a fresh supply
My energy has fled and gone
We're nearly home so let's press on.
Copyright © Jon A Cavanaugh | Year Posted 2012
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment