I remember saying to myself.
I took my keys, a light coat, and headed outside.
My freshly finished summer work was on the shelf
And I was ready to enjoy my last day summer
The step outside was a breath of fresh air.
I opened the door to my car and pushed in the clutch.
I reversed the dragon outside its lair
and headed toward a midnight lunch.
Chicken and rice was the goal
and I was determined to finish this food quest.
My friend accompanied me on my late night stroll.
In twenty short minutes, we were at the cart that was better than the rest.
The city lights blinded me as the chef took my order
and I waited patiently for my juicy succulent chicken.
Leaning on a sign that said do not loiter
I ate without a moment of hesitation.
The drive home was filled with good feelings
and the lights of the George Washington Bridge were more beautiful than ever.
Life at that time had no ceilings.
The night before school couldn't have been better.
I enjoyed your poem very much. I like how you compared your car to a dragon with a metaphor. That seems like a great way to end your summer.
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