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From out of the blue,
on a journey straight through
a dense fog of a brisk morning’s ride,
to one side of my car,
I saw something bizarre
which completely left me mystified.
I was taking a drive
on old route thirty-five,
having halcyon thoughts in my mind,
when I saw pass me by,
from the side of my eye
an odd specter from not far behind
A sight I’ve not seen
since my years as a teen
that was destined for only my eyes,
an old friend from my youth
Who was long in the tooth
by the year of his timely demise.
what I'll never forget,
was his dark silhouette
as he came up beside me so fast,
even though it was dim,
I could tell it was him
leaning over the wheel as he passed.
He seemed just as ever,
yet I thought I’d never
see the car and its driver again,
until the appearance
of this interference
before fading into the glen.
When his vehicle passed,
I was highly aghast
as I watched him go over the rise.
But just as I neared,
the ghost car disappeared,
and that’s where we said our “good-byes”.
Copyright © William Tatum | Year Posted 2020
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