The rain fell

windshield soaked and then cleared

repetitive forces at work

Car drifts to a stop at a red light

I turn the wipers off

The world becomes a blur

I’m drowning in her tears

The light changes its mind

I turn the wipers on

and go where the world

tells me to go

She looked up at me

tears falling down

She wiped her eyes repeatedly

I managed to stop her from talking

and held her close

the tears still came

I would not change my mind

but at least she could tell the world

where to go