Fooour!

tap tap…
Driver.
Settle up
I do believe
A Dr…
has engaged
the sun.
You
of time
Draw a space
of One… but
Yes.terd.ays gone?
”...Ms.Daisy…”

It’s me dear
Model t
Rear seat
Engine
driving me
crank shaft
belts a craft
ranks par for
a party.
Ever Tsu.
nam.me.in.me
thoughts of a
bonding
similarity
Oh Dear…
A Storm
I do hope
In it’s
Complexity
Simply starts
to simplify me…

as I ramble
I might just be…
a ;plAce talking
your way.
Are we lost?
Honey?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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June 24, 2010 at 11:50 AM
What a fun reflection on a ride in that old Model T, Izzy. We've missed you. Nice to see you posting again. Love, Carolyn
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