Changing Gears
Parked the Porsche
Kind of had to -
She got all steamy
And blew a gasket
Seems like a metaphor
For things in my life
At the moment at least
And that’s just the way it is
Downshifting to the slow lane
No more zoom
A little less boom
And a lot more room
For things that matter
And people that count
Reservations of the heart
Not trendy restaurants
Just feels like it’s time
To change gears
Go back to walking down roads
And looking at the small things
Because it’s in the small things
That big things are discovered
And I think
I have a big thing or two left in me
So I want to choose carefully
And be certain and sure
Walking toward sunset
And a sunrise and more