From Decatur to Denton isn’t very far but on that
December night it was way to short.
I drove the longest way I could just to stretch it out,
best friends, soul mates, driving in the crisp moonlight.
We held hands, she talked I listened, riding toward our final
hours together. Her words were the words of a lover, generous,
kind, sweet. I had no idea our ride was about over.
Love the one God gave you with all your soul. Be sweet, show kindness,
be quick to say “I was wrong”, “I’m sorry”. We aren’t here forever.
The best ride ends, enjoy it to the full.