The Lady In The Car Poem by Joe Howell

The Lady in the Car
It was snowing really hard
the night I was forced to leave home.

I walked to the main road, and started walking towards town
To overcome with anger to know where to go.

Out of the snowflakes came a car.
I could not believe it,
when it stopped.

Inside was a little old lady.
I had no idea why she would be driving in the snow, late at night.

She opened the door and told me to get in. The heat in side warmed me to my toes.

She asked only where she could take me, not what was I doing
out on such a night.

She took me to the door of a friend who took me in.

It took me several years to see her wings.