Our Qt Savior

In the cold of the morn with a crisp cloudy day…
A flat tire assailed a young girl, as she went on her way.
Young and full of life but definitely overwhelmed…
She was late for work and her husband had just nearly died.
She sat in her car, sniffling, worrying, and crying some wails.
She’d never changed a tire, a young husband always there.
But hurt he’d become, and in the hospital now remained…
It was up to her, suddenly alone, to make things right again.
She fretfully tried AAA but the wrong number was wrung…
Till Old Granny Goodness appeared with hope, and some fun.
She quickly got her out of the car, and found everything there.
Explaining what to do, Granny decided to entertain with flair.
Together they’d use a spare tire to fix that rickety old car.
They figured out the jack and successfully lifted the car.
But lug nuts are hard and need strength to unleash…
So granny fussed and she bug-tussled but never gave up
Till the young girl laughing, knew what she must do herself… 
Grabbing deep into her courage, she ran into the QT for help.
Sure enough, a worker volunteered to help that sweet young thing out.
And the lug nuts came off lickety-split with laughter on top.
The young man was gracious, and ever so kind and…
Yes, he finished the job with his best smile and in record time
And of course he helped put everything away, too, you can bet…
He even helped Old Granny Goodness up off the ground where she sat.
Then with a salute and fare thee well, he went back inside…
While Old Granny Goodness, and the girl put air in the tires.
By now the girl was the lead in the work as she smiled and laughed…
She was empowered; you know… there’s nothing wrong with that.
Yes, the world was saved as all found their way home, with a wink, at last.
Yes, with gratitude, a hug, and a smile… many a way can be found again.

Contest:Write me a Happy Poem 10-31-2011 CSEastman
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Brown Avatar
November 7, 2011 at 10:01 AM
Congratulations on your win in Debbie Guzzi's sponsored contest "Give Thanks" Carol. Love, Carol
Quigley Avatar
November 6, 2011 at 10:19 PM
What a great story Carol. Thank you for sharing it.
Taylor Avatar
November 6, 2011 at 7:08 PM
Congrats, Carol. Awesome write. Excellent. Nice going. Kudos. Best to you and yours. luv Ralph
Sweetheart Avatar
November 6, 2011 at 6:09 PM
Congrats Carol on a superb win with this impressive write full of grand expression luv..
Freeman Avatar
November 6, 2011 at 5:10 PM
Carol, Congratulations on your top ten win. Agape, Moses
Lampkin Avatar
October 31, 2011 at 11:54 PM
Thank you for sharing this true story. Many blessing of inspiration as you continue to write.
Brown Avatar
October 28, 2011 at 7:00 AM
Thank you so much for sharing your poetry with us Carol. I hope that you find continued inspiration that you may write and share your poetry for many years to come. Wishing you an amazing weekend. Love, Carol
Guzzi Avatar
October 27, 2011 at 2:20 PM
Dear Carolyou must always label the form of your verse, if it is not labeled it can not be considered in a contest. Your form is RHYME you are using end rhyme [some of it is called half rhyme] please lable your form. Light & Love
Kearley Avatar
October 27, 2011 at 10:53 AM
It brought me to tears.That's what this world needs.Is this a true story?Which one are you?Granny Goodness or the young girl? I'm guessing the kind hearted women. :-)
Eastman Avatar
October 27, 2011 at 11:11 AM
It's true... I'm Old Granny Goodness...as in OOh My Goodness. I told the young married lass if she's going to cry... always do it outside the car... and someone will help. Her husband is a firefighter who had an epilepsy episode and breathed in something bad and almost died of inhalation pneumonia... She had always been very protected by a father who had recently passed away. She'll be alright... She was smiling when she left.
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