All six horses
Loaded in the gooseneck
Driving in the rain
Your intensity
Tight hands on the steering wheel
Heading toward the day
Red light coming
Foot rests on the brake pedal
Nothing seems to work
Your face showing
All the possibilities
How will this play out
Your third arm goes out
Throwing it in front of me
Trying to keep me safe
So we slipped on through
Quietly disaster free
Protective arm in front of me
- Author: Lorna ( Offline)
- Published: February 7th, 2018 06:42
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Sounds like a lucky escape! You pictured this really well.
Michael 😊
Thank you! Life was full of these little moments!
Thank God for that protective arm! Glad you’re ok, Lorna! Great write and visual!
~Laura~
Good morning Laura - thank you!
Good morning to you as well and you’re welcome!❤️
Great write
Thanks Tony - I'm sure you've lived through moments like this!
Welcome, sure have
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