Old Faithful

You served us faithfully for fifteen years.

I often think of you during your hiatus.

A year and three quarters have passed us by,

and I’m unsure when or if I’ll see you again.

We three traveled many miles together.

You were with us for the good times we

shared together, as well as the sad times.

You were rarely cranky, stubborn or ill.

Jackie, you and I shared a love of music.

On long trips your music soothed us.

We could always count on you to play

well the music that best matched our mood.

You aged so very gracefully and well.

Few guessed your true age, because you

have such a classic elegance about you.

You have been so admired at first glance.

It saddens me that we may not meet again.

I worry that perhaps your care isn’t

providing for your full, well deserved needs.

I worry that you may be sad and lonely.

I wish I could promise you that I’ll soon

open your door, and sit behind your

steering wheel one last time, for one last

nostalgic drive—if you are up to it.

If not, I want you to know that you were

always our most favorite car of all.

You kept your interior as pristine as when new.

Your few scratches only add to your character.