Sitting at a stop light,
Looking into the rearview mirror,
Smoke rising,
The truck is swirving,
It is coming closer,
The sounds of glass shattering and screeching tires fill my ears,
We are hit,
the car is totalled,
We are lucky,
no one is hurt,
I fall to the ground shaking,
I rock back and forth in fright,
I can't think or move,
Everyone sworms,
45 minutes before we get to leave,
going further from home then we were,
dropping dixie off and heading to the hospital,
the physical pain of the accidents gets worse,
nothing will ever be worse then the one image in my mind,
the smoke rising as the truck comes closer to impact!
