ODE TO A '92 TOYOTA

Little blue car,

we both are

more tired than God.

We both lack the luster of earlier days,

have our fair share of dents and bruises,

carried our full load,

and have clocked 500,000 miles

of bumpy road.

But every morning,

we both Start.

Some fuel, 

now and then 

a little oil for the creaky parts,

and, apparently, indefatigable 

and indestructible hearts.

I climb in.

We point our noses firmly 

towards Tomorrow.

I bless you for still

Getting Me There,

along the Highway of Hope,

and skirting the edge of Sorrow.

Ha. Looks like Little Blue Car could benefit from some soap and water. But I am tired, and I need a minion! The yellow bumper sticker was created by a friend of mine and it says "Money is a Drug. Heal the Spirit." He also made one that says "Money Rules. The Spirit Liberates." Awesome wicked cool. 

It is the weirdest, and most comforting thing. In the smudges and dust of the back window it looks like Pup is sitting there in the back, where he so loved to travel. I'm going to believe he is.