My Fastest Car

I avowed

to drive my fastest car

leaving Europe in my wake,

with “Canada, or Bust” as my motto,


The road, seemed uncertain

as I circumvented the seas, the wars and the

borders of Sovereign Nations,


As I pulled into the outskirts of Montréal

I realized, I’d forgotten

her address, being back

on my kitchen table,

in Denmark,


“Drat, and Dagnabbit”, I yelled out


I felt as if

it were all a bad dream, having  to

call my wife for the answer….


-and wondering how old, I’d be

when her laughter finally

died down?