The windshield is my best friend

Drive to work, to lunch then home,
Pick up one kid, drive him alone.
The library, back home, then back out again,
The windshield has become, my best friend.

Out to the store, to buy food and wine,
Then out to Target, hope there is a short line.
Oh I forgot, the letter I must send,
The windshield has become, my best friend.

Tonight its Cub Scouts, let's all say the pledge,
Then on to book club, we're living on the edge.
Driving round town, will this ever end,
The windshield has become, my best friend.

Some day I'll just sit, on the porch in my rocker,
Reading a book, not driving to soccer.
Will I miss these days? I can't comprehend,
When the windshield is no longer, my best friend.