* Read The drive Pt 1 prior to reading this one
Now that you drove back to me,
I need you to retract
And drive back within.
In your hurry to get to me,
You forgot to fill up
And came home half empty.
This would have been ok,
If we did not have such a long journey ahead of us tomorrow.
Now back up and reverse,
And tell me about the back handed alley ways
That you took to get here
In record time.
Do skip your stories of how you were the candy man,
And how you had endless amount of sugar girls.
For I am all too familiar with both stories
And don’t care for neither.
All I ever cared about was you.
While some saw you as a beat up old Buick.
Or worst, a shiny Sun Fire with no real body, heart or engine.
I always thought you were a few upgrades away from being a Mercedes Benz Hybrid.
Increased intelligence.
Smoother ride.
Long longevity.
And Hayat friendly.
Or so I thought.
But the reality of it is,
Not everyone is ready to go green.
Fight for the same cause, or even travel the same road.
So once again you have my permission,
My acceptance,
My friendship,
My love.
And I hope I have your understanding
In my need to travel this one SOLO yet again...........................> :-(
Copyright © 2009 by Hayat Magan. All Rights Reserved
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
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