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About This Poem
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.
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