Poetic Asides Other side

The Other Side

My sister and I were driving cross country

from Nebraska to Pennsylvania.

We weren’t going together, each driving solo.

I’d catch up with her in our hometown later.

When she was about to take off,

I said, “See ya on the other side.”

She wore a worried expression

as if I were prophesying doom.

“On the other side of the country,”

I was quick to add. 
“Pennsylvania.

See y0u in P-A.”