My Car

I bought a new Car of creamy color
after a long time I wished 
but needed a an expert driver

Searched and I got an young one 
with the grace of God
for a month's trial he was employed

I saw every morning with my smiling eyes
took care of it even my wife cries
because that was my sweet dream car

One day, I am and my driver started 
Car was on speed and CD player was on
up wards a hilly top so nice was that spot

Suddenly, heard a sound...drum... Car stopped 
for a few seconds our mind was blocked
struck with a big rock seen snub nosed lovely car 

I hold my head high to the blue Sky
Thanked God for saving us, loss was no matter
we returned to our home, my wife again cried

Entry: Driving me Crazy
Sponsor: Paula Swanson
Written by: bldevnath
Written on: 06/09/2011
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Wesley Avatar
September 7, 2011 at 7:14 PM
Yes, That kind of jolt would make most of us give thanks for life spared. I wish I still had one. Great story Bl.
Sweetheart Avatar
September 6, 2011 at 4:12 PM
a very nice story in poetry on this fantastic dream car bl and luv those times wife cried..have been there too luv.. good luck in the contest.. glad no one was hurt ..if true tale..
Culverhouse Avatar
September 5, 2011 at 9:51 PM
on a sad note....poor car.....witty work!
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