Another For the Road 8
June 28, 2007
The Massey Harrison
She was a big red beauty
Setting way up high
Childhood memories
Spring days turned into nights
Plowing the garden
In Fall, the harvest
In days of Winter
She pulled the teens from the ditch
Dad always said if he died
To dig a hole and bury
Him and the Massey inside
Years and a decade went by
My father passed away
In sickness one night
The family in shambles, my mother scared
Put my oldest brother in charge of the affairs
One day after school, I came home and noticed "Old Red" was gone
It was the first time I rebelled against my family for what they had done
Possessions are surely not where the heart is
But the memory of a man and his tractor today still lives
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