night drive

as i drive in the highway

in my dad's old car,

i think of what we left

in life and travel.

the path not taken by all

did have some lure.

it didnt show fantasy

but a world of confusion.

and it still strung a cord

and made us merry.

life had to be different

from the rest of them all.

some drive around pitfalls

and some love the shock.

its just the way we see life,

while some with eyes open

some will have them closed.

the choice was always right

untill time to unwind was gone.

though some judged their choice by now,

some still stood in the race.

now i drive into the dawn,

the light seems so new.

i see a million faces,

some too good to be true.

when i look at the rear view mirror,

i see myself left behind

from where i started the night before.

this made me smile

as i had another night to drive,

into the wild,

into the world.

many destinations came,

many journeys ended.

the end was just the begining of the start of another place.