Flirting With Empty

A little light to warn me
Some money in my purse
Juggling convenience
With time and chauffeur work
Could put it off no longer
The milk was also gone
Coffee black won't start my day
A key turn and a song
Perhaps I waited just too long
Perhaps I timed it right
The gas ran out before the trip
The wheel I still held tight
We coasted down a little hill
We gently turned the bend
No waiting cars to block us
Just a pump. I thank You, Friend!