That Old Van (standard:poetry, 187 words)
Author: jodecieann	Added: Jun 22 2016	Views/Reads: 2190/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Written May 2016 for my sons Houston & Ben

She shook and rattled down the road 

Fish are biting we were told 

That old van had little brakes 

Never kept us from the lake 

Shoved you 'tween the fishing poles 

Smelled of worms at 2 weeks old 

Lied so kids could cut class 

Dollar for the largest bass 

Two quarts low & not much gas 

That old van not too fast 

Not much tread on the spare 

The others need some air 

Doors & windows often stuck 

Almost grazed a buck 

Up the hills she lost speed 

Taught the kids how to lean 

Chewed our tapes & spit them out 

We'll make the lake have no doubt 

A storm soon gathered dust 

You slept & made no fuss 

Over you 2 boys did lay 

For no sand to come your way 

Swapped your bed for a swing 

Up the hills that van would ping 

Talked to her & pat the dash 

Cars would honk as they passed 

'Bout the time you learned to stand 

Dad taught Ben to drive that rickety van 

She got old and full of rust 

That old van sure had our trust!


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