Highway Open

Passers by just think all is well

little do they know ,slowly we fell

into a pit so deep and so dark

never ending ,where do we start

first some weight and bad car parts

then drive over it till the hole starts

keep coming and going all around town

now look at the hole so big and so round

make a complaint ,yes write a letter

only to find you could of fixed it better

hole is now filled in and covered up

riding along again you drink from your cup

bump there it goes all over your lap

for another big hole, yet another gap

will it ever end, when did it begin

when you let your problems in

place a fake smile on your pretty face

cover your pot holes or lose the race

Reviews

[Kaylor Mason]

Too true . . . and the more time we spend ignoring our problems, the more and more problems we get. They never fix themselves

[SpitfireGrrrl]

LOVE this! Especially the last two lines! Covering up, and filling in - so much of what we do every day. Also? I'm always so jealous of writers that can rhyme! ;) I can't do it to save my life. Really enjoying your work!