Tag: Driving
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Poem on Driving When Tired
Drive and Nod – Driving down highway fast, Hope alertness will last. Want to get home to bed Finally to rest my head. – Busy throughout the day, More at work than at play. My head it starts to nod, Steadily home I plod. – Open eyes, hear rumble, Swerved to road edge rubble. Adrenaline…
June Nash 