Fifth Gear
I have never been
able to wallow for long.
It just is not in me
to stay down and not
get up
and get on
with the life that is
at hand.
Something inside me
will not be denied its own.
When I get weary
it takes over
gets up
and gets on
to where this life of mine
must go.
I never learned
how to drive a stick,
I have been an automatic girl,
but the other me
knows how and when
to shift
into fifth.
©2005 Peggy Eldridge-Love - All Rights Reserved
2 comments:
I love it, embrace it--adore it! Snap! Snap! Snap!
I have to keep coming back just for the poetry.
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