driving down the road
a car in trouble
forlornly lights flickered
needing of help
off to the side
kids in tow she waited
dressed to the nines
best outfit ever
someone would stop
it wouldn't be he
late for a dinner
excuses not given
driving by saw the flat
darkness was coming
no help on the way
rain started to fall
right thing to do
he knew in his mind
deep heavy sigh
he knew his task
minutes later
done with the change
covered in grease
and mud and sweat
kids in the car
the look in her eyes
a kiss on the cheek
payment enough
arrived at dinner
with a tale to tell
a hero at last
for all to know
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7 comments:
Nice poem.
the fright of waiting by the road with a flat is why Topiary always keeps her road-service card service up-to-date though, many stories do not end so happily.
Moo!
Hey Moo, always have the cell phone on full charge? I am glad you liked it. True story!
Ah, have a car phone charger just in case...try to be prepared.
Of course may have to resort to waving Topiary at stray motorists though...
Moo!
Love the story inside the poem. Good people do exist after all! You really captured the desperation of the situation. Wow!
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V. Mahfood
True story involving yours truly
Hence the reason I know how to change a tyre.
Dark night, rain, flat tyre and being a lone female is not my cup of tea.
But nice to know that the good guys are out there.
Linda:
One must do the right thing when it matters most.
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