It's Okay
For far too long,
you just went on your way
skipping to their song.
Down the road, you went,
smiling and giving love.
Later, you discovered nearly all your gas was spent.
Nobody chipping in on gas,
but they're still looking for a ride,
got you wondering how long you could last.
Now you need to refuel.
gas is low, moving slowly,
time for renewal.
So, go on and pull over and park it.
No more smiling while they're beguiling.
Just sit, think, but don't soak in it.
It's okay.
Get and stay on the shoulder.
Divine gas is coming your way.
It's okay.
For too long, you gassed them up for the ride.
Now you have new gas, so no need to stay.
It's okay.
But be sure to keep this divine gas in your tank.
Now drive, drive far away.
Copyright © Stewart Watkins | Year Posted 2022
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