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The Road Until Forever
Eric Michael Hines
Dad and I sail down the desolate highway that shoots straight until
Our vessel, a blue Corolla with ragged paint and dented fenders.
We roll down the windows so that the air wrenches tears,
And we tease each other as if they were real.
Dad mashes the gas, and the old car burns the pavement,
Marking the moment in all time,
As the exhaust soars to the clouds,
Our hearts following close in tow.
It is the magic of the highway to come alive,
To hum the tune of turning wheels.
Hours disappear with scattering dust,
And new songs etch in wind.
Dad stops the car and hands me the keys.
I stare at them awhile, then to the man's silent face.
His eyes are old with turning years,
So I take my place at the driver's seat, and the old Corolla sails...
Down the road until forever.
"Don't ever stop searching..."
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