Ralph rides with me
Just as long as he needs to see
I know everything and how it goes.
My jeep was dying piece by piece
When a friend said
“I know of a car that just might do”
Off we went to check it out
Ralph’s red van
Left as if he’d just stepped out.
I said yes to this red van
The one that belonged to
Ralph the Man.
I feel his presence beside of me
Cause you see, for a little while
Ralph rides with me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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