If Heaven Had Cars
I never liked driving.
I just like getting to where I need to be.
I wonder if heaven has cars.
If it does…
I bet they don’t rust or break down.
They don’t run out of gas-
Like we did that one time.
We waited on a hill filled with wildflowers.
If heaven had cars…
They would be quiet, and soft.
Zipping past, but everything is clear.
I never liked driving.
My friend did.
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