Of the biggest flipping cloud
I've ever seen
Sitting up on top of the mountains
Looking like a big, black hat
I'm from Southern California
It
Doesn't DO that !
And it rained
So hard -
The big truck I was going
To pass
Just moments before
Became a beacon
In the storm
Hunched over my steering wheel
Windshield wipers as high
As they would go
I followed those tail lights
Through the storm
Looking to the west a moment
Later -
there was light !
Looking to the mountain I was
Going to cross -
It was black !
The sky
Was
So black
And that pass is
So high
Tricky to drive
At the best of times
- the rocks that would
Come down -
The lightening that might hit
Me!
And my little
Car!
I looked up and some
Part of me said no
Really -
No !
Even though it would add hours
To the trip
-Already all day -
We turn around
We drive toward the light
We drive out of this
Storm
The valley is long
And beautiful
Cutting through
Canyons
With hills all around
Really beautiful !
Why haven't I been
This way before - ?
Hills and ranches
And trucks snaking along
A gently winding
two lane road
Thank God I got gas !
When finally I find the
Freeway
(I'll be home in a few more hours)
I'll never forget
How good the smooth pavement
Felt
Beneath the wheels of my
Truck
Just enough daylight left
To see the beautiful hills and
Valleys
Home by
Night -
Sunset in the
Rear view mirror.
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