Was driving my car in the night
and soon had a terrible fright.
Was definitely being pursued —
this I knew to be true — this I knew.
I drove ‘round curves very fast.
I doubted I’d be able to last.
Scared out of my wits I was —
And I thought it was because
It was Death in pursuit of me.
Nothing else it could possibly be.
But I could not keep on going.
I was blinded. It was suddenly snowing.
I braked hard and I screeched to a stop.
I was terrified — don’t think I was not.
My pursuer, he opened his door
and just when I couldn’t take more
he quietly came to my side —
said: “That was a pretty fast ride!”
Then he patted me on the shoulder —
said “just because you are older
you think about me more than you should”.
And suddenly I understood.
I , shortly thereafter , awakened —
A bit wiser but a little bit shaken.