RAP: Riding

I ride with head leaning and nose pressed to

window, gazing into the black heaven at

stars floating above the vast prairie.

I listen to country music and the banter of

sisters in front seats, with daughter’s head resting in my lap.

The past, present, and future rides with us as

we roll through the dark toward home.

                   ---Nancy Kourmoulis (7/22/09)