Driving to accommodate
Hidden tension
LOTS of hidden tension
Boxes full of presents
Speed wrapped gifts
Organized crap into piles
Miles and miles,
worth of road.
Just to exchange gifts.
The small talk went no where
polite nods
to words not registered.
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Author:
M.E.M. (
Offline) - Published: June 29th, 2021 08:46
- Comment from author about the poem: Created in 2017 while stuck in traffic. Comments welcome!
- Category: Family
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Comments2
Brought to mind the reality behind the romance of the Chris Rea song 'driving home for christmas'.
That first line says it all, 'to accommodate' not to share with.
Andy
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