Wednesday, January 14, 2026

Paula Parente


VACATION TIME


Time off from work, but not that much

To fit in vacation with much to do.


My mind's in a whirl with possibilities,

Spinning like snow rising in wind

On a wild Colorado mountaintop,

Zigzagging like skiers descending

Quick on a slick slope,

Racing like the blue roaring river

Shimmering and leaping over beige boulders.


Shall I make a plan? Have no plan? Follow the breeze?

So much to enjoy, so little time.




                        CRAZY CAR


I remember that long ago Christmas

When Santa delivered my happy desire.


Running down the hall in onesie pajamas

Resting by the tree, there, my very own Crazy Car.

Big red and white swirl wheels, yellow plastic seat

Its sturdy, circular shape - my dream come true.


Dad took that car out to the driveway, no snow that day

And I gave it a whirl. Boy did I whirl, and spin, and race

Go forward, back, and stop on a dime!


Friends got their own and we all twirled together

Zooming through the seasons.


Yes, the Christmas that launched those entertaining hours  

In my brand-new, nifty, wonderful, exciting Crazy Car.


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