Today was
freedom
on the open road
Tired
but fueled
by coffee and dreams
My thoughts
to keep me company
As I dictated a movie
to myself
Two girls against the world
Magic at every turn
Then turning around
as soon as I arrived
At my destination
I picked up our oldest,
Driving back
the same way
I’d driven minutes before
But no longer alone
The miles
fled behind us
The sun
On occasion
Splitting through
the rain and clouds
As it followed us home
One response to “Road trip”
Your imagination lives in your words, Heather.