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Worried to get home

What a day for me!
driving back home -
from New Haven, Connecticut
snow started to fall
with all those big lories
towering the cars
caution has to be done.

Traffic snarled the road
both I-95 and 278 West.
heading for Staten Island 
t’was a turtle-like flow.

I couldn’t believe the road
that it took me six hours
to get home that night; 
while driving up the hill
there’s difficulty at hand.

Oh, what a day for me!
I almost lost my focus
so worried about myself,
time and safety so far.

Seeing some vehicles stranded,
passing them on the road
I felt that if it were me
how I would make it
would depend on those
who’d help me on the way –
like a Good Samaritan, indeed.

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