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In the driver seat there is someone I know
This person is no friend or foe
But a person that I met so long ago
This person has been there in that seat
Steering along this narrow street
Over ups and downs and old concrete
She still seems to make ends meet
In the passenger seat he wasn't for long 
He felt as if he did not belong
So she pushed that aside and kept herself strong
And kept us steering along
She would not cry or complain
But I could see her pain
And the look in her eyes I could not explain
In the back seat sits my sister and I
Just along for the ride 
Being driven by somebody with compassion and pride 
In this ride of life
I have realized one thing 
That no matter how hard it gets
It's always clear
In every hour, minute, day of the year
My mom will always be there

..:: By: jackson brave ::..
posted by: jackson brave || posted on: 03 Feb. 2017