Meadowlark Lane

The policemen put a speed trap
next to the hills beside the Hamilton exit,
so I always hit the brakes when I see the sign
for Meadowlark Lane.

It's the "T" that runs from the frontage road
along business 7 into the little dell
with five houses, two stables,
and a stone footbridge.

When I get caught in a traffic jam during
the evening commute, my mind often wanders,
passing the time by planning a picnic
on a new-mown lawn.

I found the lane once with a friend
as we drifted a little farther than usual
down the walking trail after dinner
on a Sunday afternoon.

One day, I hope we'll drive over
to buy the house with the stone footbridge
so we can have our tea on Meadowlark Lane
where time travels by footsteps.



Criticism welcome.