Hitchhiking for a Date

My old Chevy

purchased for $150

was broken down

it was old and slow

as date night arrived

I planned to hitchhike

to a dance and walked

to a busy highway

a police lady stopped

asked if she could help

I smiled, said it was friday

I wanted to go to a dance

and my car was in the shop

She wished me good luck

and winked good-bye

A fire-red Corvette slowed

a girl in her late teens

with a gorgeous smile

asked if I would like

to go for a ride

this was the beginning

of a dazzling relationship

I’m not sure what changed

we stopped dating

maybe my Chevy

drove too slow

and her Corvette

drove too fast

the relationship ended

as quickly as it began

Published by Jim Wortham

As a teen, wanted to live from writing poetry. Wrote several books, selling nationally. Hung out with readers throughout the United States. My writing has been on back burner. Now dusting off my desk and have my pen in hand. Hope you enjoy some of what I write.

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