Wind ‘N Hair

A poem by Isabelle Sorrells


Sitting on the passenger side

Roof down

And wind whipping my loose hair.

I feel free

And thrilled with adrenaline.

I’m glad I’m not in the driver’s seat

Because with all this hair

And all this wind

I wouldn’t be able to see a thing.

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