My Sister -- a Poem for Her -- for a dVerse Prosetics and Friday Writings

    Little Sister, 

When you are old, well pretty old 

old enough to drive like a Senior 

one who should be off the road, 

I'll get you a dog like a lady I knew  

I hear now that you don't drive far 

and are staying off the major roads 

like highways that run though town 

And freeways too, those can kill you  

Driving for me is still a challenge 

challenge to lead the traffic, up front 

you might try my secret, hide keys 

car keys, where they won't be found  

No disaster getting lost, the dog can help 

Follow him, he can take you home 

Note:  This isn't true, neither of us has reached this stage although we are both elderly. Many our age have.  Oh yes, there isn't a dog either.  You can read your fill about her on my other blog (click it).

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Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Rosemary at Friday Writings #92 at   

  https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2023/09/friday-writings-92-triumph-or-disaster.html?m=1

  - Rosemary has asked us to write  something in response to the phrase “triumph or disaster?”

 - I am also linked with  paeansunplugged at dVerse Poetics, at      https://dversepoets.com/2023/08/29/poetics-siblings-the-ties-that-bind-and-gag/ 

   who wants us to write of our sibling(s).  I only have sister Lois, she is five years younger than I am.  This is NOT about her nor me nor having a dog (YET)

 - Click here to read of others writing for this second prompt.

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