Time to say good-bye, thank you God, we have been blessed.
Amazing we are alive, although ,completely, messed.
A long drive laid ahead, sadness felt was my guess.
Clearly, our bodies were tortured, our drive was in distress.
Bodies broken, another pounding to come, was for sure.
In painful acceptance, finally, homeward bound we were.
Dick, needing rest, to take it easy I did vow.
So, you think vacation disasters are over now?
Terror about to come our way, as I took control.
Face to face, sixteen wheeler, fright did take its toll.
Found I had been driving on the wrong side of the road.
Eyes wide, in terror, my hot body turned frigid
Drivers screaming profanity, I dare not repeat.
One arm driving, not going so swift, I sunk in defeat.
To top off this chaos, I managed to stall the car.
"Please start", flooded motor,for sure this was in par.
Awakened, commotion all about, yelled "What in God's name?"
Car started, divided road; explained I was not to blame.
Taking charge, his first observation was dire need of fuel.
Motor overheating, for some reason would not stay cool.
Traveler's checks, needed money to pay for auto parts.
Signed right, compared left; signed scratch, took with sympathetic hearts.
All the way home, merchants judgement, right arm was broken.
Without a flinch, with no alarm, checks were taken.
Painful, need to rest arm, for my pillow I searched around.
Discovered, what else, pillow was not to be found.
True to vacation, I must have left it behind.
My desire was home, no big deal, I did find.
Feared, home we would never make, longest two day drive.
But, finally, home sweet home, at last we did arrive.
To this day, a small lump on my arm; I find.
A reminder, to each other let's be kind.
In memory, forever, I will keep this on file.
As I now look back with a great big smile.
IN MEMORY MAY YOU REST IN PEACE.
Yvonne Marie Crain
September 24, 2005