Dark Poetry #2 |
The Designated Driver |
Deborah1 Senior Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 653New Hampshire |
The one that does the steering Along lifes bumpy road The designated driver Helps to pull the heavy load He will yield to Your uncertainties Stop at your request The designated driver Cares about what's best He will strap you in for safety Put a limit on his speed The designated driver Has a reststop For your needs So if you're going to travel With a destiny that's sweet Have a desginated driver He belongs to the elite The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose...--Hada Bejar |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Hey Lady..I'll be your driver any day. Such a cute analogy. This is a keeper too. Hardrock |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Deb, where would we be without them, really liked this poem. why must we pray screaming? why must not death be redefined? we shut our eyes we stretch out our arms and whirl on a pane of glass-patti smith |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Oh Deb, I need one of those drivers. Someone to protect you. What a nice poem, and put together so creatively. Cat.... |
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lotharingia Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897saarbruecken, Germany |
I agree with the above. We could all do with one of them. Definitely the elite! Yet another good one! Lotharingia "Dreams are life, reality, creation" Miguel de Unanumo |
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