Traveling Near and Traveling Far

My thoughts and feelings on being the only licensed driver in my immediate famiky

I spend a lot of time in my car,
traveling near and traveling far.
People ask me, for reasons the same
and I've only my dear ole self to blame.

Along with all their commonsense,
they have all lost their driver's license
and when all is said and done,
Who has a car? I am the only one!

That's how I spend my days-all;
I'm at their beck and call
and I'm a dumb ole Irish lass,
rarely receiving money for gas.

Now, when I am down half a tank,
they need to go to their bank.
They need to fork over some cash.
My car runs, not on air, but gas.

And what of my precious time?
I have none to call all mine.
I can't get any projects done,
let alone, have time for fun!

Time is fleeing, I'm getting old.
I'm feeling more tired, truth be told.
I want time for me and my man,
before we're so old, we can't even stand.

I know there are ties that bind,
but weeks and months scurry by.
They can't get back this time for me
and I don't want to resent them, when I see,

I've grown so feeble and so old,
I'm sitting at home and I'm all alone,
because my man said he's sick of it,
waiting and waiting, there he sits.

I'm afraid uninterrupted time,
will never comes for us
and my man will find a woman,
who rides the bus.

Reviews

[Soul Fire]

A nice twist, it's interesting and keeps your attention.keep it up. Hope you find gas money aha.

[Pax]

a nice story of twist and turns of traveling. i enjoyed the read. keep it up.