The Old Red Truck

Old trucks had unique personalities
Trucks of this day and time don't possess
I guess people's thinking changed a bit too
Each generation has different idea I guess.



My grandpa's truck was his pride and joy
Grandma told him he's shining the paint away
Grandpa laughed and shook his head at grandma
And told her she was acting too bossy today.



I'll never forget grandma and grandpa
Arguing with each other about this and that
But one thing about them I'll never forget
There arguing was no more than a lover's spat.



Grandma and grandpa are both gone now
Grandpa's old truck sits alone in a farm field
The love grandpa had for this old red truck
Was more than any farm crop could yield.
Ralph L. Clark© May 10, 2009

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