In the hush of the night, a sleek Apple car Guides me through journeys both near and far. Tinted Jeep windows, oh, shadows they cast, Guarding the secrets of paths that we’ve passed. The back-up camera, a vigilant eye, Ensures every turn meets the morning sky. Beside me, a cat with a curious grace, Whispers of wonder on its furry face. Together we roam through silence and light, In vehicles swift as they vanish from sight. The hum of engines, a rhythm profound— With paws and wheels, on forgotten ground.