Companionship

What if Dad bought us a Volkswagen

And taught us how to drive

I’d take it into the woods

And drive and drive and drive

I’d take it down to the river

And sit upon the hood

I’d drive it to the ocean

And park it wherever I could.

I’d have it for the summer

Every other day

I’ share it with my sister

She’d take it to the bay

We’d wash it with our brother

Who’d beg us for a ride

We’d say ‘I don't know about that,

But you can climb inside’

The seats would be clean and inviting

Discomfort you won't have to hide.

Come and journey with us

Will you please sit by my side?

In back there's a blanket that our mother knit

If you're cold you can wrap yourself up

Or lie down if you fit

What if Dad bought us a Volkswagen

And taught us how to drive

Would he let me travel far away

Or keep me within a mile?

Would he let me go out all day

Or only a little while?

What if Dad bought us a Volkswagen

And taught us how to drive

It would be an opportunity

I’d treat it like a prize

What I want is not dependence immunity,

But an empty seat for companionship

I don't always know where I'm going,

But please come with me on a trip

This poem is about: 
My family

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