Safe Journeys Home Poem by Mark Heathcote

Life's catacomb of desires is a road honeycombed
With golden street lanterns, each one holds some affection.
One deft turn of fate is kismet but never quite fathomed.
Each life is a vehicle and an interconnection.
Turn hard right or left; straight ahead, you are in control
Take care of those passengers; this vehicle you lease.
Otherwise, lose sight of the road. Don't forget you have a soul,
Heart -with a Ferrari engine to keep synchronised.
Stir - both hands on the wheel. Indicate you are for real.
Plan well ahead. Pick the right tyres, they're your friends.
A good set for the wet takes you and your automobile
Further than you planned. This advice pays dividends.