Jul 2017
Sweeping through the air, it's eyes of white and glow cutting through the emotionless thick darkness
It's speeds going according to the laws of its kind
Traveling for miles and several minutes, just to reach its single destination
For Years, it continued it's back and force pace over and over again
Doing it for the remaining love that still abides
Until one day, as it's driver went blank, her eyes lifeless, her mind mute
The alarming screams of her daughters shattering the peace
The wheels of the owl still progressing, their pace staying at 50 mph
A heart attack impact left a scar in the passenger’s hearts
As the Night Owl slammed its metal civic body against many others of its kind
A silent prayer of an unseen person was heard
The cracked windshield was all the women driver could see
Knowing that it was the Last of the Night Owl that she will ever grasp
Though the Night Owl had it's last flight on Route 57
The memories that were melted into it forever still remain
Good Bye Night Owl....
5/9/15
It's speeds going according to the laws of its kind
Traveling for miles and several minutes, just to reach its single destination
For Years, it continued it's back and force pace over and over again
Doing it for the remaining love that still abides
Until one day, as it's driver went blank, her eyes lifeless, her mind mute
The alarming screams of her daughters shattering the peace
The wheels of the owl still progressing, their pace staying at 50 mph
A heart attack impact left a scar in the passenger’s hearts
As the Night Owl slammed its metal civic body against many others of its kind
A silent prayer of an unseen person was heard
The cracked windshield was all the women driver could see
Knowing that it was the Last of the Night Owl that she will ever grasp
Though the Night Owl had it's last flight on Route 57
The memories that were melted into it forever still remain
Good Bye Night Owl....
5/9/15
This is talking about the car accident my mother and two of my sisters got into. My mother had a seizure while driving, and one of my sisters happened to be on the phone, and while she was on the phone, she screamed, and her friend started to pray for us, the Night Owl was my mother's car. How she loved that thing. But it's a shame it had to be taken away, but I'm blessed that the Lord protected my mom and sisters and everyone else in the accident.
