A nagging feeling I have
I feel a shake coming,
Will I just fall apart?
And, my engines break down?
I am old, but have been loyal,
Running through all the years,
Across the coast, through cities,
I have seen it all, I must say.
On all their spontaneous whims,
that they pick me and drive to,
I stood them through thick & thin,
Through some rain, and some shine.
Now, I think its my time,
And, to let me off and just stay,
I know they love me, for who I am,
But, embrace the new, they should
I think I heard a rumor whir,
A shiny hybrid to take my place,
I would still be here at home,
Ready in tow for any occasion.
Like the old horses of yore,
I'll be a teacher to all those new,
Trusted with the novices at the wheel,
Seasoned and reliable that I am.
Past my prime, still a beauty,
performance matching the young,
A trip I will take in a bit,
right here, down the memory lane.
All things must pass, as the song says.
ReplyDeleteInteresting reflection on transport, there.
I love it.
ReplyDeleteI have a hard time letting go of my old car, so I like the point of view from the vehicle of being let go of as well.
that hybrids would overtake gasoline autos.. imagine... i love my old car... it is something strange and lovely... excellent take on the prompt!
ReplyDeleteI like this narrative from an auto's view. Surely appropriate for this day and age. Nice work, for sure!
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