while driving down

the road to town

one moonless

summer night

oncoming cars

like shooting stars

seemed merely

streaks of light

and as we passed

so close, so fast

our lives

depended on

that we remain

within our lane

or chance to

meet head-on

so now when I

see cars go by

I check my mirror

with care

and hopefully

I’ll never see

an accident

back there

 

(orig. posted 4/16)