Rerouting
Drove lots of miles
To connect with old friends.
Whenever we see them,
The fun never ends.
So when we said goodbye,
We felt sad ‘cause we knew
We’d not meet again soon
And what also was true…
Was the trip home would be
Filled with traffic so slow
There’d be much too much stop
Interspersed with the go.
The GPS took us
Through neighborhoods where
We’d not traveled before
But to help us prepare
We would get an alert –
We’re rerouting your trip.
This will save you 6 minutes,
A technical blip.
For no matter which way
We would turn, we’d be stuck.
To travel today, you are
Just out of luck.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2022
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