(A poem written for my husband.)
Leave before the sun awakes
Little car – needs new brakes
Boiled egg and a Poptart
This can’t be good for my heart
Work all day in the cold
Ride my horse before I get too old
Head for home – first fill’er up
Man, I sure miss my pick-up
Nothing on the radio
I really hope it doesn’t snow
Must be home – car comes to a stop
Just in time ‘cause there’s a raindrop
Horse and dog have been fed
Where’s my dinner and my bed
Leave before the sun awakes
Little car – needs new brakes
Boiled egg and a Poptart
This can’t be good for my heart
Work all day in the cold
Ride my horse before I get too old
Head for home – first fill’er up
Man, I sure miss my pick-up
Nothing on the radio
I really hope it doesn’t snow
Must be home – car comes to a stop
Just in time ‘cause there’s a raindrop
Horse and dog have been fed
Where’s my dinner and my bed
1 comment:
Mmmhmm, and the little car just BARELY got its new brakes. Crazy to think that this time last year Dad was driving that route everyday. Time flies!
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