The Road Ahead
Rushing to the car at six in the morning,
packing knickknacks and things we need.
With sleep in our eyes hearing the robins sing;
a prelude for the road ahead.
Packing knick knacks and things we need:
from gameboys to confusing road maps.
A prelude for the road ahead,
the little ones softly nod their heads.
From gameboys to confusing road maps,
Pokemon evolve, as does the scenery through the glass.
The little ones softly nod their heads,
faces silhouetted, driving through the narrow tunnels.
Pokemon evolve, as does the scenery through the glass.
With sleep in our eyes hearing the robins sing.
Faces silhouetted, driving through the narrow tunnels.
Rushing to the car at six in the morning.
Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2013
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