Our Time with Chance


United States
42° 56' 55.158" N, 78° 54' 1.9188" W

Near death experience
never again do I want to encounter
Foolish was I,
putting our lives
confronting the eyes of the Reaper.

Heard the words of assurance
"you're safe to go" they said
time was crucial
as action was taken
one false movement
and it was Hello Reaper

Heart was racing
Hands were shaking
Eyes filled with panic
Gas pedal to the floor
Shrieking swarmed around
Horror took over my thoughts
Racing against time
And what a close call it was!

As we made it to safety
I recalled the beaming headlights
As laughter overflowed
We realized,
how blessed we truly are.


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