Ode To Car

Oh, my dear first car, how I miss thee,

You were so reliable and never made me flee,

Despite your rustic and battered frame,

You never left me stranded and brought me fame.

Your engine hummed like a lullaby,

And your battered body, oh how it did try,

To hold me and all my reckless plans,

And still keep us together tight like rubber bands.

You were a true traveler, always keen for an adventure,

A trusty companion that I'll always remember,

From city streets to mountain passes,

You took me to all the places I wished for, like magic glasses.

I still recall the smell of your worn seats,

The sound of your radio playing sweet beats,

You never asked for much in return,

Just oil, gas, and a bit of concern.

My dear first car, you were more than just a ride,

You were a faithful friend by my side,

You taught me freedom and responsibility,

And showed me the beauty of endless possibility.

Though you're gone and I've moved on,

I still hold dear the memories of you, my first car, long gone.

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