SC (10/26/1980 / Indianapolis)

The Long Blink

Red brake lights glare,
Thinking of no ones cares.

The mind starts to sleep,
When I take another long blink.

Scared and shaking at the wheel,
Bearing all inside and thanking god I am still alive.

Realizing now how lucky I am,
That day a guardian angel must have flew my way.

Taking each day as slow as I can,
Knowing now to be focused and awake this I understand.

There are ones out there I know that really care,
With my tearing up when I think of that day's sleepless glare.

Blink of darkness was my fear,
But an angel was flying near.

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