Dear Kid on the Side of the Road, When I get done with work at 4:00, I pass you at 4:07 as I drive home.
You are usually wearing a hoodie, tennis shoes, and jeans.
Just enough layers to be comfortable during school,
But now it's winter, and I think, each time I pass you, that you're probably a little cold. I hope, each time I pass you, that your mom is waiting to hug you when you get home
And ask you for the thousandth time why you didn't wear a jacket, a hat, or mittens.