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In case ur wondering, this does not reflect my occupation and is fiction, made up, and has been written in preparation for poetry contest.
I've had a few car ports in my time,
Where I'd regularly park my car.
My car would fit each perfectly,
Then I'd smoke a long cigar.

All car ports were slightly different,
With no two quite the same.
I'd drive deftly, steering into each,
I'd steady, line up and aim.

Some car ports were overgrown,
With plants and weeds and grass.
Whilst others were mowed to the ground,
And washed to a shiny glass.

And each car port had a light switch to find,
Somewhere in the dark.
Sometimes I'd find it, sometimes not,
Either way I had to park.

I've had a few car ports in my day,
They've all been a beautiful sight.
I can't wait till I get home again,
And park there for the night.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 7/27/2016 4:58:00 PM
I was right. You are grounded in mother earth and her surroundings.
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Lewis Raynes
Date: 7/27/2016 6:09:00 PM
sure am Holly, my poem Blue Moon 2016 written somewhere in March this year kind of explains my thoughts, you seem also connected to the real side of life.
Date: 7/26/2016 2:15:00 AM
It maybe safer to leave the car parked at home. A great write, Lewis. T.J
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Date: 7/23/2016 10:49:00 PM
Are we "really" talking "car ports" here or women - think about it - ha ha ha - . . . : )
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Date: 7/24/2016 1:46:00 AM
Glad u can read into my poetry Indiana