Driving Home
Music plays, a heart races in the night,
Because she knows soon enough he will be home
In her arms. She steadfastly tries to fight,
Any sleep, she won't hear the phone.
He drives along fitfully knowing he is homeward bound.
Sleep is something that is lost to him this night.
His thoughts are of her as he pushes his Semi forward,
In hopes of making it home on this the darkest night.
She listens to the wind in hopes of hearing him.
She watches the cars and rigs pass by her place,
Her heart longs for him..... for
She wants to see his face.
Listening to the hum and whine of the road
He is reminded of her great love.
He pushes his truck a little farther down the road.
Hoping to get home, so he can be with the one he loves
J.Casey 1997
My dad was a truck-driver for over 30 years, so this poem has extra-special meaning for me; great write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really touching the heart. Wonderful poem expressing the longing of two hearts, getting nearer each minute. Fantastic work.