Behind the cloud, the timid sun paints a drawing
With colors of gold and blue
From high buildings to snow-covered houses
Every few seconds, there's a new view
The wheels bump along the road
Making its own beat
Like when mallets hit a bar
Some belch and others screech
The steady hum of the icy road
The purring growl of the car
The few burps of the wheel on an ice-clumped bump
It all sounds like a musical star
The window begins to fog up
As if to tell me not to worry
Over the irregular, slippery road
The slowly-racing cars start to turn blurry
The pleasant smell of my mother's perfume
The cold ankles that are warmed by the heat
The padded coat that squeezes between the 'belt
The soft vibration of my seat
As the car slips and swivels across the curvy road
The wheels and the snow sing a quiet, hushed lullaby
My eyes grow heavy, slowly fluttering shut
No longer do I worry about the cars nearby
Tiny automobiles and ginormous trucks
Some covered in snow, others glimmering bright
And many blink at me with their scarlet red eyes
As I dream and I hope all drive home safe tonight
How pleasant it is to ride safely in a car
O, how I hope we all drive home
warm and safe
tonight
