Rollin' Poem

[Harmonious_Echos]

Plant your heart in fertile soil,
then go, Love, go
wheels roll fast, & long days pass
while you're gone, we grow

Babies come in their own time,
in a while, Love, while
grindstones grind but Daddy pines
for a small one's smile

those nights on the road stretch out so long,
and still, Love, still
but if you go, we'll stay ahead
on those never-ending bills

there's a gaggle of mouths that must be fed,
tho you miss, Love, miss
and I'll make sure that while you're gone
they respect all this

and while you're rolling far & near,
stay safe, Love, safe
'cause for us, no one could ever fill
your place, Love, place



it's cheezy, but it's my first attempt at a poem about real love...difficult, very difficult...

Edited June 25, 2013 by Harmony

[Snypiuer]

I drove a big rig for 9 years, been to all lower 48 states, Canada and Mexico, averaged 5 WEEKS a year at home.

 

I LIKE this one - it FEELS right.

[Harmonious_Echos]

Funny you should say that--I wrote this for my husband, when he was taking a job driving a big rig... irony!