License Level

License level led to freedom 

I no longer needed transportation 

My mom not by my side to give me wisdom 

I earned it all through my education

So quickly went from a young child to not

Making smart choices when driving 

Is something we should all be taught 

Turn after turn and light after light 

I have fleeted from the nest 

I shall always do my best 

Speeding is a total no 

Green is the one that means go 

License level seems so simple 

But remeber to always be civil 

My mom has trusted in me to make the right choice

She continues to rejoice 

I close the door to the car 

Never leaving it ajar 

Buckling up for my safety 

I do it on the daily 

Vroom Vroom Vroom 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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