Mother Trucker

She’s got a few children still living at home. Each day in this big rig, on the roads she has to roam. The woman has to earn a steady income each day. She has been on her own since the old man went away. What good was he? She didn’t need him anyway. Breaker one-nine, little darling, have your ears on? I hope you are still out there and not gone. What is your ten-twenty? Are you just a little down the road? You’re bound for Savannah? That’s a long way to tote a load. Smokey’s in a plain wrapper here on I-95. He’s looking for anyone doing better than sixty-five. I knew you were out there! Mercy sakes alive!