The B M W Jalopy

In nineteen-eighty-five, so long ago,
a dark red B M W became
our son and wife's new car in Germany
while stationed there as Army officers.

Though many cars replaced it since that time,
the B M V remained with them
because their son eventually declared
he hoped it would become his car someday.

Fast forward to today- a dream come true;
the B M W antique lives on!
Through dedicated hours, he has restored
most everything to bring it back to new.

From motor, brakes, transmission, leather seats,
to all the chrome details outside and in,
new tires- and soon, a shiny bright paint job-
his project, done with love- the last two years.

The BMW exceeds his age-
about five years- but still its will to live
was met with our grandson's fine skills to give
new life to its jalopy heart again.


July 23, 2019

For The Contest ~ The Gem That Slipped Through The Cracks
     Sponsored by Edward Ibeh

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