Hundred Miles Per Hour Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Ah that sunny day you sped to meet me
One hundred miles per hour in fifth gear
As we met we gave our hearts completely
For we were crazy then my dearest dear.

Long time ago you cast a spell around me
And I thought of you all summer ~ into Fall
You captured my emotions oh so sweetly
For we were crazy then do you recall?

Now with the harvest moon my heart is yearning
I need you at my side ~ I need you here
Just one embrace to whirl us up to heaven
One hundred miles per hour in fifth gear.