We drove all night, the car full of sleeping children. Talking quietly to keep each other awake, we yawned and waited for morning.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
a really vivid and encompassing image painted in so few words – i feel like i’m whispering along with them in the backseat, waiting till morning.
Such a poignant reflection/memory evoked of those long-ago car rides with sleeping children in the back … beautifully captured in few words. Thank you.