Ninety Miles an Hour
I was driving down the road of life
Going ninety miles an hour.
My car held tightly to the road
It had great speed and power.
The view was great each way I looked
It was rich in color and design.
What a ride I did think
As we left each view behind.
By looking out the back window
I could see just where I had been.
But where will this road take me?
What direction will I point my car in?
For if I am at nothing I'll hit it.
So I must know where I want to go.
For diving ninety miles an hour down the road of life
Without a plan - I'll have nothing to show.
© Sue McCollum
