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A Poem I found

PostPosted: Sat Dec 15, 2018 4:04 pm
by 359Huskidrive
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I found this poem and thought it would fit this photo......
I once was shiny, new and strong, wheels rolling all day long.
My engine roared with all its might, my headlights took you through the night.
No load too small, no load to big, I was your pride, your joy. Your Rig.
We’ve been bundled out and running bare, low on gas and low on air.
On busy highways or quiet streets, a better team you’d never meet.
Through driving snow and wind and hail, we pushed on through, I did not fail.
In a convoy or when we ran alone, my job? To safely bring you home.
But now my friend I hear you sigh when newer trucks go rolling by.
I know I struggle, shake, have rust, but I’ve not lost my wanderlust.
But if you must leave me or trade me in, park me so I face the wind.
Point to me to the rising sun and I’ll dream about my final run.
I’m new again, the road is clear, there’s no more shake when I’m changing gear.
My paint is flawless, radios playing our song. I may be parked but my spirit rolls on….

Suzanne Farhoud©2015

Re: A Poem I found

PostPosted: Sat Dec 15, 2018 4:06 pm
by 359Huskidrive
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Defazio #84, Ex-RMC\Russo Trucking Photo Taken 1978 VIN 80335