Sunday, March 13, 2005

Mid-Term Break

I challenge winter driving skills

On roads that wend around 

Tree-covered hills. 

Up I go, then down

In steep descent, 

My nerve near spent.

Highway wet with snow

Trees dark against bright sky

Here and there I see

From valley below

Sunlight glints on window panes,

Telegraphing courage. 

I ride my anti-lock brakes

And go slow, yet I quake

And marvel at what it takes

To lure me to risk life and limb

For the privilege of lunch with him,

My grandson home from college.