Station Wagon Poems - Poems about Station Wagon

...My father bought a Willys Jeep When I was just a kid. My mother took one look at it And man, she flipped her lid. A station wagon was the car He’d told her he would buy. To him, they were equ......

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... After checking the Sears and Roebuck and Montgomery Wards catalogs until their pages were torn and faded, we took one last look at the sales ads in the local newspaper, donned our socks and sandal,......

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... Two guys at the corner of Fifth and Grant, were looking pretty far down on their luck. Because their beat-up old station wagon, just got T-boned by a Ford pickup truck. The light was green fo......

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...'66 Buick Station Wagon back gate door open boys toss school stuff lay down in back fixes booked pillows older bro latch down the back gate shut girls all in a row in the back seat shuts back door......

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...*Image of Palm Tree Lights Trunk Wrap by Christmas Lights, Etc. ILMO Our Eldest Brother Kimo (James) Our sixties Christmas--as my memory serves, where our eldest brother freshly cu......

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...I Love You, Daddy ( Previous title has been changed!) Golly! I do miss Daddy and the luxury of the Cadillac Fleetwod Car Series! My Dad would only buy these till he di......

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...Sometimes I think where we end up in life…how high we go…how far… can be symbolized not only by the family tree…but by the family car. For me it started with my parents driving our family station......

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...Won’t you please take me back To the brown couch at my Gramma’s house With the big gold-framed antique mirror over it And hand me Grampa’s old transistor radio Covered in leather with glorious k......

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...Priest’s Palette Looking in the mirror over the sun visor of our nine passenger 1959 Ford station wagon, which we really need with six children, Dad says he does not care for Ash Wednesday. ......

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...HE SAY I SAY You say tab water and I say filter water You say cane sugar and I say stevia boomer You say coffee and I say tea You say pork chop and I say wild salmon You say butter makes eve......

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...A message came to me but I said no The voice was persistent and insistent I asked my husband to do it for me He said no too I was exhausted; I had just given my children a bath. The voice woul......

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...Long, winding gravel driveway decrepit old Mercury station wagon parked there doors unlocked those big red buttons sticking up no seatbelts either Tiger lilies blooming ......

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...I count on angels. They speak to me. Not in voices, but telepathically. They do not leave me alone until I do certain things. I know it is an angel due to their persistent tenacity. Call Toni. ......

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...It was a crisp fall November weekend, We had gotten up early that morning A frantic rush, buzzing to go camping. We'd packed the night before, tired by the end. My parents briskly loaded th......

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...March 1980 An insistent internal voice told me take a library book back I had just sat down after bathing three little girls I was exhausted The voice would not leave me alone I finally asked my......

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