my wife went to town
       on a dark
    cold and windy
          night
       she drove
      slow at first
      then faster
   as the wheels
        squeaked
          louder
      as she came
to a bend in the road
      and another
and another
   she kept her foot
      on the pedal
     and eyes ahead
      as a tall oak
           came
         into view
        basking like
under an entranced moon
            then
   as a torrent of rain
      squaws danced
  wheels squeaking louder
    she reached town
  somewhat exhilarated
     and looking back
          the entranced moon smiled
          and cooed

LR-4/23/17