Used Car

In dealer parking lot she waited
White frame, black tires shining
Her frame only three years
Miles low of what you expect
From an older person driving her
My hand glides a top he seats
Soft to touch, still new
She nervously waits;
I get in to test drive her
Not bad for a used car
I paid for her;
She is mine;
I ended up getting ten years
Of driving her around

April poetry month has started. My library sends out a newsletter and a poem to write. Today is write; Beginnings: Write a poem about a first in your life, such as having a first child, first looking into Chapman’s Homer, or tasting a cannoli for the first time. Do not use the word “first,” “one” or “beginning.” Do not use the phrase “for starters.”


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