DRIVING IN A WINTER WONDERLAND

(Sorry–not to that tune!)

 

Woke up to find it was snowing,

With somewhere for me to be going…

Worried that the roads

Were icier goads

To a panic suddenly growing.

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I had to remember

It was not my first December…

But that I had dwelt

In many a snow belt,

Of that club I was a member!

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Can’t help what you’re feeling inside,

For proof one must take a ride…

Past the driveway, was wet,

As safe as one gets–

Better than many roads I have tried.

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The hills handled with no fuss,

Most were the route of a school bus…

Those routes, I have found

Are really quite sound

For those extra careful like us!

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What causes momentary fear?

Slips and crashes of yesteryear…

The first couple of storms

Panic warms,

Until confidence reappears.

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In avoiding pushing up daisies,

One prays to avoid the crazies…

Who drive full-tilt

Driving well-built

Monsters through atmospheres hazy.

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I pray my way down hills,

Where I lost control many spills…

My biggest clunk

Took a big chunk

Of a fiance’s view of good will.

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Learn to trust your town’s sander,

Driving carefully through God’s splendor…

It’s a wonderland

When the roads have sand

And salt to make driving grander!

 

–Jonathan Caswell