Daddy’s in the backseat
whenever Momma drives.
You should see the neighbors.
They can’t believe their eyes!
We children don’t see him;
he must be in disguise.
Daddy’s in the backseat,
Momma’s steering the car.
She never drove before
Daddy became a ‘star.’
He twinkles in heaven . . .
glimmering from afar.
Daddy, in the backseat,
relinquished his control;
Momma slides in the snow.
“Daddy I love you so
please guide the steering wheel
where the stars shine glows . . .”
published 2001 in my book, "A Little Hope"
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Reviews of "Daddy’s In The Backseat"
Reviewed by w. mansfield
Reviewed on January 22, 2003
Cute and good writing.
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on January 4, 2003
Thanks Sandra for this shining little poem. bill murray
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