When in such a hindered place

One is glad for a comfortable seat;

Even more so a pleasant companion

With which to share the space.

He drives concentrated...

His actions smooth.

Hawkful-watching,

Posture relaxed;

Sunglasses now over his eyes,

Now perched on his forehead.

Most always a T-shirt.

Most always in jeans.

Always the perceptive stance...

Never nervous.

When he talks, the words spawn interest.

I speak back humor to call out his hidden grin;

He has the wonderful laugh.

Even the silence is understood,

For, anger never rides with us.

I do not fear the road, if he drives.

Tedium is conquered by learning

And the flash of his smile.