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Cruising Down The Street
by Meredith Dixon

Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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"Trouble is not the absence of God,
Peace is not the presence of God."
These messages daily as we are flying by
driving to school as fast as we can.

In the morning traffic
we watch and we stare
soaking it all in
the six feet tall or more
signs meant to educate and inform
Give us some hope that we are not alone.

Alone in the car
with the crumpled cartons of juice.
You can see our past history in the back seat of our car.
You don't have to look far
to see the trail we have made.

We see people singing silently to the
rythmn of their choice
we can't hear a voice
but see the courage that is there.

Traveling on and we see a beauty salon
held in so many cars
as mirrors are adjusted, hair arranged just so
make up applied and things we can't discuss.

Rachael and I look at each other
a daughter and a mother
watching the town
and laughing together.
Snoopy are we
as we search each car
and I try to keep my eyes on the road ahead
and around us on both sides.

It's just that it's so curious
we can't afford to be so serious
to watch life on display
for our very own play.

The cell phones are chattering away
silently as we can only see lips move
it's quite a trip to school each day
as we watch the people heading to stay
for another day
at their jobs and who knows?

It's called the rat race, we've been told
My daughter and I prefer a kinder term
it's our famiy here in the now familiar streets;

some are rude, most are kind
and in every one you will find

a pattern each morning
if you just watch and look
there is even a man trying to read a book!
Newspapers, maps, coats adjusted and then

we fly by the signs that say, "Slow down, detour, stop, no exit, gas for two bucks, cigarettes priced quite low,
Coffee and pop, donuts and burgers" all
sing to the people and try to lure them away
from their getting busy day.

We have a time to keep
a certain way to our beat
of our car moving fast
past the others in line.

Will we meet again?
There is a family here
no names are known
but such personal insights are seen
in each car/home.

Do they watch us this way?
We often give quite a show
with our mouths hanging open
and staring at the antics we know
that are a part of life
and one for a minute
it stops
to slow down and then speed up again.

We turn on the radio
and sing right along
the cell phone rings
and brings
more sounds in
the car.

We arrive at school a few minutes late
the teachers will never believe that this was an educate
We keep it to ourselves.

We meet up again later
and start our watchful report
on the people on the street
the people in the cars

this is our fun
this is our game
we have no shame
watching every detail
showing our smiles to all
it's quite a ride
to school back and then again
later back home now knowing
we are not alone.

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Reviewed by George Carroll 2/22/2006
It's great watching and observing people during a hectic and busy day. We are all God's people so be kind to your neighbor today.
Reviewed by Felix Perry 2/22/2006
Sounds like you share valuable life lessons with your daughter that are well worth the little bit of tardiness that it may create once in a while.

Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) 2/22/2006
..."Trouble is not the absence of God,
Peace is not the presence of God."...

So true, but many love to dump on God. Your work is very special and insightful. It was a pleasure to read.

Good thoughts, and you are so correct...we are not alone. But we are here, to walk in our own shoes.


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