OctPoWriMo #27: Drive
The young ones would ride in the back seat fearing for their lives.
The old kids would learn how to drive in the front seat with you.
I would panic at the thought of my cousins out on the road,
but you would calmly teach the drivers who were brand new.
We would sit in the back seat of your large van completely carefree,
listening to music, playing with cousins, and the foster kids that you raised.
My first memories of you were on the back roads in your car.
You were always out helping your town which always left me amazed. Read the rest of this page »