Robert Pettit Poet Rhyme

Driving a Minivan Into the Ocean

This is a news story stranger than any other.
It’s about a suicide attempt by a pregnant mother.
She wanted to kill herself and her three children.
The thirty-two year old drove her minivan into the ocean.
Hours before, the woman called her sister.
Police were warned about the mother’s strange behavior.
“Demons infest our house” is what the mother would say.
She took her three children and speedily drove away.
The event happened near the Florida town of Daytona Beach.
Fortunately, there were two brave men within their reach.
Just as the tide was carrying the floating vehicle away,
the men rushed in to rescue the family and save the day.

From a news story found on aol.com

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Nola Perez March 7, 2014 at 6:49 AM The Comments box is demented, as well. Put me in 3X Maybe thought it was worth repeating ? Nola

Nola Perez March 7, 2014 at 6:47 AM Robert, this woman was demented. Only the sickest of women would do such a thing. Thank you for commenting on my Sunday Shopping poem. This superstore refuses to sell you wine, nor, when I lived there, would stores in Georgia all day Sunday. And, the only time I want to stop by ChicFilA is on a Sunday,and then I remember... Pull the shades and get under the bed until the sun rises Monday a.m . Nola

Nola Perez March 7, 2014 at 6:46 AM Robert, this woman was demented. Only the sickest of women would do such a thing. Thank you for commenting on my Sunday Shopping poem. This superstore refuses to sell you wine, nor, when I lived there, would stores in Georgia all day Sunday. And, the only time I want to stop by ChicFilA is on a Sunday,and then I remember... Pull the shades and get under the bed until the sun rises Monday a.m . Nola

Nola Perez March 7, 2014 at 6:46 AM Robert, this woman was demented. Only the sickest of women would do such a thing. Thank you for commenting on my Sunday Shopping poem. This superstore refuses to sell you wine, nor, when I lived there, would stores in Georgia all day Sunday. And, the only time I want to stop by ChicFilA is on a Sunday,and then I remember... Pull the shades and get under the bed until the sun rises Monday a.m . Nola

Ilene Bauer March 6, 2014 at 4:24 PM very sad story. i remember a similar story from a few years ago that didn't have a happy ending. you've told it well.

Vincent Flannery March 6, 2014 at 3:56 PM Great poem on that sad story. Yeah those people were real hero's with big hearts. Take care.

Skat A March 6, 2014 at 11:11 AM Glad the two brave men, saved the day. Robert, it's a scary story, and strange. Why would someone want to do this? I've heard many stories like this, sadly in these stories, no one gets saved. Glad God, gave this one a different look. Hugs* SKAT

Joseph May March 6, 2014 at 11:03 AM It was a very disturbing image....glad that they were all rescued...good write...