Free Verse · Poems About Dad
Passenger-Side Wisdom
You never sat me down for talks.
You took me driving —
oil changes, parallel parking,
long quiet miles where, eventually,
everything important got said
sideways, at sixty,
both of us watching the road.
That's where I learned it all, Dad:
eyes forward, hands steady,
and someone you love riding with you.
Original poem © QuillOak — free for personal use.
“Passenger-Side Wisdom” by The QuillOak Editors — quilloak.com/poems/passenger-side-wisdom
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