The Crossroads
By geraldine •
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