Back when cruising was a thing,
This then boy loved that then girl,
Decades later love still flourishes,
Babies,diapers,fights,
Make ups,love,rushes by,
Taken in, in instance
Still. Cruising,
Zooming here,
Zooming there,
When zoom ment to go,
Now zoom is chatting a distance away,
Like TV now zoom,
Still boy and girl,
Yellow cruiser parked,
Groceries and decades from youth,
In there driveway,
Near their home,
Just viewed by a poet,
Going into Independence Iowa,
Still though now grey upon their heads,
Girl in a scarf,
Their hands touch,
Bags of food passed,
Yellow trunk open,
Poet sighs and drives by,
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