Back Of The Car Poem by Robert Eclipse
Back Of The Car
Sat in the back of the car
By night, glancing out
At every passing star
By day the trees as they
Pass as a blur, watching the birds
Fly free.
Deep in thought with a
Plagued mind, full of sorrows,
Secrets and questions with
Desert mirage answers,
Looking with a lead weighted
Head and heart gazing out the
Back window of the car.
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True no matter were you are...when plauged with questions and whys of this world you get lost in thought. Nice one.
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4/24/2024 12:51:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this is fantastic and ur words just flow with such ease. i really wish that i had a talent like urs.