“I’d rather listen to bad Seger.”
That’s what I told my sweetie.
As we traveled down the “Baseline”
listening to old tunes,
she reached over
and changed the station.
I gave her a look,,,
saw confusion on her face…
“I was enjoying that,” said I.
“As was I,” said she,
“until we drove out of range.
I don’t enjoy static.”
To which I replied,
“I’d rather listen to bad Seger
than almost anything else.”
“I’ll find something better,” said she.
as she continued to hit the presets.
“There is nothing better,” said I
“Have I ever led you astray?” said she.
My smile betrayed my thoughts.
as she read my mind.
but not in the last few hours,,,,
“I’ll find a place to pull over.”
"STEAM ON THE WINDOWS"
burst from the speakers.
It’s the opening line to
a rather obscure song by
Mark Wills, called LOVE IS ALIVE.
Couldn’t have been more appropriate.
So, I obliged her.
© copyright 2010 Richard Lee King
Author of: A Pursuit of Life & The Price of Freedom