Overhaul
We go through life like a car
Brand new off the assembly line
Shining chrome, bright paint
With new tires full of tread
As we grow older we need oil changes
And checking our fluid levels
Checking our tire pressure
And our battery strength
Over the years we may get scratches and dents
Or have debilitating crashes
Putting us in the body shop for repair
Then we come back again shiny and new
Once again cruising on the road of life.
Until we can't do anymore and have to go to the junk yard of the sky.
submitted 4/10/2023
Copyright © Jill Criddle | Year Posted 2023
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