Stepping into the new and improved model, I look out the window. Now they’re clearer images of my past no longer defining me. The sense of excitement is overwhelming! At last, I firmly grip the newly restored steering wheel. Without warning - I take off with a roar!
I'm leaving behind the weeds entangling my mind. So, I continue to blossom. Then eliminate the rust chipping away at my soul. In time, replace my shattered frame with transparent glass, revealing change for the better. Eventually, clarity of true-self returns enabling me to abandon the old car.
Stepping into the new and improved model, I look out the window. Now they’re clearer images of my past no longer defining me. The sense of excitement is overwhelming! At last, I firmly grip the newly restored steering wheel. Without warning - I take off with a roar!
Nicky Johnson
16/11/2018 02:26:14 am
Nice metaphoric piece.
Lisa Miller
18/11/2018 07:41:24 pm
Thank you Nicky & Don! Comments are closed.
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