Taken for a Ride
My teenagers teach me a ton,
Particularly on the run.
They learn to drive,
And love to have me ride shotgun.
Along the way, I have to say,
I learn to drive from them each day.
Like up the wall
And crazy, y’all
And true hard bargains on display.
But none can drive a wedge between
A parent and a growing teen.
Just hand those keys –
Now, if you please,
Along with green for gasoline.
Still, batty they may drive me yet,
For this may be a constant threat.
They drive me wild,
And make me riled;
These driving years I won’t forget.
Posted for a variety of prompts:
Easy Street Prompts ( “driving lesson”)
Meme Express (Friday Freedom – writer’s choice)
Poetic Asides (April P.A.D. Challenge: travel-related poem)
Read Write Poem (NaPoWriMo – “listen up” – sounds and noises)
Throughout 2009, please join us at The Heart of a Ready Writer, a Bible reading and devotional blog, as we read through the entire Bible in chronological order.