Car Bother

Charles was strapped into his car seat,
Seb was sat in the front.
I was climbing through the car, over the handbrake. crunch.

Ever so slowly,
yet ever so fast,
we stood and watched as the car drove past.

Seb and I got out and pushed,
but Charles was still in there,
strapped to his seat,
and all I could see were his hammering feet
as he tried to break through the glass of the car
whilst trapped safely secure inside his chair like a dinosaur trapped in the tar.