(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
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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