Parkway at Dawn

My day begins in quiet dark

I long still to be fast asleep

My joints are sore as I embark

Another day ahead of me

The street is cold and dimly lit

My cup of coffee in my hand

As warmth begins to spread through it

I see the lights from where I stand

I say I’ll drive second today

As neither of us seems to mind

Engines stir as we’re on our way

It whirs and slowly passes time

As dawn begins to gently break

My head is still cloudy with dreams

Soon I will be fully awake
How I love the passenger’s seat