Sometimes when I’m sitting in the car alongside <br />in the passenger’s seat <br />Next to my love as he travels to our next destination, <br />I’m busy driving elsewhere. <br /> <br />I may be driving to many a years ago to childhood memories as we pass certain familiar spots, <br />Or busy daydreaming to the inspirations from the music on the radio. <br /> <br />I’ll travel to the good times of a youthful childhood when passing an old country spot <br />where a home once stood. <br />All the beautiful sunshine days I spend outside as a little girl, <br />Or the magical Christmases celebrated in that old house, <br />Although it no longer stands, the picture is forever built in my mind. <br /> <br />There have been ties we’ve passed a public park in my old hometown and I’ll daydream <br />When my love and I began dating… <br /> <br />So many summer nights spent laughing and frolicking in that park… <br /> <br />And then I’ll turn my to my love and smile, <br />Then grab his hand, as we continue to drive. <br /> <br />Minutes later, as a memory passes, <br />As song will dance to my ears from the radio, and yet <br />Carry my mind miles away again. <br /> <br />I may dream of dancing, stardom, the old high school days, love, <br />Or even my little girl, all grown up. <br />It shall depend how those musical cords shall hit me. <br /> <br />Slowly, silently, I’ll drift off to my special dreamland. <br />Relaxed, with memory tunes playing in my mind. <br /> <br />Before I know it, my love softly nudges me and reports, <br />“Honey, we’re here.” <br /> <br />And our destination is met for many more memories to be created, <br />Driving down those dreamy roads.<br /><br />Ariana Cherry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-in-the-car/
