Day 22- What is the first car you bought/drove/remember? Write a poem about it.

Some days I dream of
Buying a big red truck,
Tough and old and well-worn-in,
Ready to defeat, ready to come out on top,
It says,
“Well yes, I’ve been through some battles,
Haven’t we all?”

Some days I dream of
Buying a cute little blue car,
Small and compact and
Affordable at that,
Something quiet and sensible.

Most days I just dream of
Getting away,
Who cares what it looks like,
As long as it
Can get me out of
Here?