September drabbles - 1
“Can I drive?”
“Maybe.”
“When?”
“When you’re older.”
Mother drives her child to school and home again at night. She knows where he goes and makes sure he does his homework. All’s right with the world.
“Can I drive?”
“Maybe.”
“When?”
“Get your license first.”
Mother trembles at young son’s side while he learns to corner safely and safely arrive.
“Can I drive?”
“Maybe.”
“When?”
“Now.”
She’s taking the young man to college, and now he’s driving himself. Tomorrow he’ll wake himself, feed himself, head out to work. He’ll be grown; she’ll tremble at home. All’s right with the world.
“Maybe.”
“When?”
“When you’re older.”
Mother drives her child to school and home again at night. She knows where he goes and makes sure he does his homework. All’s right with the world.
“Can I drive?”
“Maybe.”
“When?”
“Get your license first.”
Mother trembles at young son’s side while he learns to corner safely and safely arrive.
“Can I drive?”
“Maybe.”
“When?”
“Now.”
She’s taking the young man to college, and now he’s driving himself. Tomorrow he’ll wake himself, feed himself, head out to work. He’ll be grown; she’ll tremble at home. All’s right with the world.
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