Traveling Companion
On road trips, my guy takes the wheel
my nerves are on edge; his are steel
He conquers each mile
with his silver fox style
while I sing off-key, but with zeal
If he needs a snack, it’s alright
our snack bag is never packed light
I hand him some food
to ensure his good mood
as he drives on and on through the night
I keep him awake with my chatter
road games, and word games, and patter
Sometimes he sighs
and then rolls his eyes
and I say with surprise, “What’s the matter?”
With all of the miles that we’ve racked up
And the times that we’ve unpacked and packed up
I’ll admit that we’ve fussed
and sometimes we’ve cussed
but mostly we’ve laughed ’til we cracked up
On some of our trips, we’ve been harried
and the places we’ve seen have been varied
o’er the miles that we’ve traveled
our love hasn’t unraveled
It’s been 30 years since we married