Take The Wheel In Both Hands

Any ride to road on that uptight street, It's not about the speed, take it nice and flow, depends on how smooth it would be, sometimes and every time many of speed bumps and potholes can be very deep within, all that love to take the wheel In both hands constantly, what happens It rain so hard like solid rock and stones coming down In buckets, exactly the nasty and overbearing snowstorms and blizzards everywhere, you'll take the wheel In both hands every more, smart drivers you swept and float gracefully indeed, It isn't a roller-coaster moment, as many cellphone holders and carriers on the side, and use the Bluetooth and talked away, take one or two breathtaking hearts to improve It, to check your brilliant minds In certain ways, and drove as you meant to be, no more death notes and warranties out into the community world, when you think to fly, you can fly, It's easy to take the wheel In both hands, It might be landed some island to restore the moment of freedom

Written by
Michael James Brindley
9-25-17