Driving Poem by Mandy Author2

Driving



Slowly but steadily I begin,
Getting bolder with every mile,
Stopping at one light,
And then the next,
Making the turn,
Without going into the next lane,
This trip will not be made in vain,
And though I am late,
As I put it in park,
I laugh,
As my legs adjust to standing,
With a smile I walk away,
I have survived once again

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