A slight wobble

A slight wobble

that first time I drove a bike

I wobbled along Sunnyside Drive

at the T intersection

I didn’t know how to turn left or right

and drove straight into the opposite curb

braking also alluded me.

As a father my hand shook, my resolve wobbled 
I reluctantly spanked you for some 

infraction I can’t even remember 

and since have asked your forgiveness.

Now long retired I back the car into the garbage

cans I can’t execute a proper shoulder check

my heart pounds my hands shake on the steering wheel

My knees wobble as I walk to the door.