Lonsome Highway

From the eyes of a trucker

Rolling down that lonesome highway,
Staring sundown in the face.

Knowing not my destiny,
Or even my next place

I turn the radio up to muffle out the sound,
Of a giant diesel engine,
Wheels going round and round.

Longing for a friend,
In the next town I can find,

Rolling down those lonesome highways
Staring at the line.

Family on my mind,
Far back at home,

As I go rolling down that lonesome highway,
Feeling so all alone.

The driver's life ain't easy,
It's not meant to be,

Driving down that lonesome highway,
Bringing products in for you and me.

THANK YOU,
TRUCK DRIVERS OF AMERICA

Reviews

[J. F. Charleston]

This was a good piece. I respect that how you included the drivers of america. They give up alot just to keep this nation running.

[Wolfwind]

This was really awesome!
So many people look at the behemoths of the highway as roadblocks to their fast paced life, it's nice to know that there are those that look up at the 18 wheeler, offering thanks for what they do for a living as well as what they do for everyone else.
As one who takes to the long stretches of American highways and bi-ways on a daily basis and has for 7+ years. Who's driven on 18 wheels through every state but Maine in the lower 48, I shall say thanks for the sentiment and the ink.

Great Words!
Aaron

[Jennifer]

nice write keep it up

[just rose.]

I often think about what they're thinking. I like how you get inside their heads - I really feel they are unsung heroes! I just don't like being in traffic next to them! Well done fellow Aquarian.