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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The brilliant gold of his turban Flashed in the sun like a bobbing Golden egg popping out of the Open-topped Jeep Wrangler in the school pick-up line. Beads of sweat hung desperately To the edges of his Rollie Fingers Stash (times two) as he turned the wheel Spotting the regiments of youths Scruffy and subdued. Though there his little loves sat With doleful patience: Zolan, Zeus, and Zenelope. Like an airport they were designated Spots to park for no more than 5 seconds Allowing "sufficient time" for the targeted kids To embark. Zoltar does not like this rule. Zoltar has observed his children Making wishes while not yet even in Jeep yet. Zoltar will email principal. Again. All the kids get in and Wiggle-waggle and mish-mash There backpacks about. Wishes are flying all over the place: "I wanna go to 5 Below." "Can I have a sleepover?" "You said you would get me laptop 3 months ago." "Can we please stop at 7-11?" As I speed up the wind Works like an angel, Sweeping the sweat off and cooling down both My body and brain. "You're actually going to your mom's today, kids." "What about our wishes?" asked the kids in choral, melancholic response. "Postponed due to court ruling," replied Zoltar as he parked in their mom's driveway Grinning into the golden sun.
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