Mustang Cure

Mustang Cure

When I’m down and feeling blue.

I know just what I need to do.

I go out to the garage & get in the car.

Then drive my red Mustang convertible afar.

I go zipping along with the top down.

I end up driving all over town.

Wind blowing through my blonde hair.

I get wolf whistles everywhere.

I am enjoying the sun on my face

as I drive from place to place.

The radio is playing my favorite songs.

I sing and tap as I roll along.

Soon my mood is so much better.

I don’t worry about the weather.

I am in a world all my own.

I even turn off my cellular phone.

After an hour or so of cruising around,

I find I am again homeward bound.

Fixing dinner in the kitchen,

I find I no longer feel like bitching.

Hubby comes home looking for food.

He says I seem to be in a good mood.

I think he’s right. I feel good.

The Mustang helped like I knew it would..—R. W. Johnson—-(2012)