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Good Intentions
Out of the house
and into the car
on a bitter cold,
win-ter-y day...
I had all good intentions
to go off to work
in my normal,
habitual way...
I turned on the key
and stepped on the gas
and I listened
with hushed baited breath...
Only to find
that my poor peace of mind
disappeared
with my battery's death!
I like this poem...good job!