My Testy Ride
My Testy Ride
Loading into the back seat of a
Grand AM with three of my cousins,
belted in for a 3 hour joy ride.
Sitting behind my cousin with
his chair leaning far back,
I’m surrounded on all sides.
My head starts to spin;
I’m losing my mind,
if I stay back here
my planets will collide.
Six Flags was going to be fun,
but it will have to be fun
without me because
I’m out of this ride!
My sweet sister-in-law
relinquishes her front seat for me,
saving my face by being very kind.
I’m glad I spoke up
and admitted my fear;
sometimes it pays to
show our vulnerable side.
That day I learned to
open up and share my truth;
revealing my weakness,
instead of trying to hide.
We all have fears,
that day we all learned
that in each other
we could always confide.
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