Horizon-for you, Pearlie

When I was just a very little girl
In the front seat of a 1950 Chevy
The Horizon would bring fear to me
Closer, closer, it would loom
Til my heart would cease to beat

Buzzing along to the top of a hill
All of my rational thoughts would stop
On those old 2 lane highways-what a thrill-
You never knew what was just over the top


Closer and closer, til I thought I would bust
What was causing that cloud of dust?
Was it a trucker, too drunk to drive
At the top of the hill, would we still be alive?

Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, golly gee!
(That was swearing back then for me)
The top, The horizon, Here it comes
For comfort sucking, I needed 5 thuimbs
The top of the hill
It's here. It's here
Oh
Oh, I see now-
a beautiful valley stretched out below
The rest of the mountain, only flattened out low
I love it, I love it, I love nature, the trees
I'm feeling as giddy as a small Honey bee
We're safe and we're over the tall, scary hill
The Horizon was just hiding a secret-I can feel the thrill still

I hope life is like that, that in the end
We'll see why the suffering was worth it-that it was just a bend
That when we've turned the corner-of the last lonely road
The full view will show us why we lived to be old

Tag: Silly Things