The Crystal Lady

 The Poet's Corner

Thirty Pieces of Silver A Collection of Poems by Joan Estelle High Book 3 © 2004

The Trucking Life
by Joan Estelle High
©  January 2001

I am a trucker's wife and it is a mighty fine life.
Barreling down the road in the dark of night.
Hanging on for dear life, hoping we don't jackknife.
Watching out the window for the truck stop's light.

I am a trucker's wife and it is a mighty fine life.
Riding through the night on a dark bumpy road.
We're dodging 4 wheelers, missing road barrels,
It's South to San Antonio with an extra hot load.

I am a trucker's wife and it is a mighty fine life.
Looking out the front window at the Texas Sky.
We 'll be on time, keep following that white line.
If the road stays smooth and the pavement dry.

I am a trucker's wife and Lordy what a life.
Some days it's enough to almost make you cry.
No time to stop and eat, just grab a little treat.
To busy counting the mile marker as we go by.

I am a trucker's wife and it's not much of a life.
It is good that we two are out here together.
It don't matter which route we may be going.
One day it's sunny, next day it's rotten weather.

I am a trucker's wife and this life just sucks.
I am tired of peanut butter and peeing in a jar.
I tired of waking up wondering where we are.
But we stay out  because we need the bucks..