Scooter

We scootered to first grade today,
Passing buses and cars on the way.
With no sidewalks to ride on
My grandson relied on
My guidance so safe he would stay.

By the curb's where he needed to be
Which, of course, would have pacified me
But somehow he kept shifting
And soon he was drifting -
Not safe, I am sure you'd agree.

I've enjoyed all our walks Friday morn
So the scooter request had me torn.
Though, for speed, it made sense
It made me much too tense;
Back to walking, for sure, I am sworn.