Bill Simmons - The Truck Driver

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This ribbon of highway that lay before me It seems a hundred thousand miles Every mile is so alone I wonder if she is at home This ribbon of highway that lay before me As I travel the mind unravels If I ever get back home I’ll never again leave her alone In her letter she said the better So alone she would be gone Will I ever see again her smile May as well be a hundred thousand miles If I ever get back home I’ll never again leave her alone If I ever see her again This ribbon of highway I’ll put an end As I come from this highway I turn down a lonely street And as I see in to her drive way I see her standing waiting for me This ribbon of highway that lays behind me As I hold her and I see her smile I wonder if she knows How I counted every single mile. Bill Simmons poemhunter.com/poem/the-truck-driver/