It sped along the narrow road
Missed me by a second
My pounding heart
Stopped, stared, at youngsters pale face 

R plates placed 
He has passed his test
Testosterone a blazing
The road could not hold this young lad
As he flew to his destination

Mouth wide open, catching flies 
I was doing 45
You were like heck
You spun 90 degrees 
Your braking is your mistaking 

My life is spared 
The horrid pain of life machines, wheelchair
Grave digging.  Bad dreams 
As I relive the scene 
At the crossroads.  Cross.  

Im free to pack
Take my trip 
Family, fun, laugh
Life's little turn, fleeting second 
Make Will. 

Immpermanent, Desending 
Who am I. 
In the scheme of things 
To moan of life
The little things.




My livings temporary 
Undeclared, how long
Life's departing 
Shall come uninvited 
As I live my second, crossroads, crossover. 

Lifes folleys appreciated 
To see my family 
Our little gathering
Sunshine, happiness
Omnipresent, meanings clear 
Thats the blessing.  


Geraldine Millar