In the back seat of the car…
In the back seat of the car
I am lost in my own thoughts;
How I expected you to be,
I am not entirely sure.
After a long and bumpy fall
You’re bound to be out of sorts,
I try not to be down
But upbeat in my thoughts.
You’re still here and that’s what matters,
You’re battered, bruised and broken,
Your recovery depends a lot
On positive words to be spoken…
By Carol Cameleon for #WonderfulWorldofWriting