Misty for Me!
I remember the day I bought my first car.
It was the most beautiful car on the road by far.
A yellow Corvair Spider convertible & she was my dream.
Everywhere we went, she was the first to be seen.
Oh, I thought we were hot stuff back then with a car like that.
Driving all over the place and both purring like two cats.
I was so proud of her and content behind her wheel.
Exhilarated with excitement was how I would feel.
I worked so hard to pay for her & didn’t mind a bit.
For Misty and I belonged together, we totally fit.
They say you never get over your first love which is certainly true .
I never loved a car like that again, my love affairs were through.
Written by,
Bonnie May
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One of our earliest was a convertible, too. I sure wouldn't want one now--too old for the windblown hairstyle!
Love, Connie
Mailed you a card and little gift today and want you to be pleased with it. Felt had to do for our friendship and all you did for me in putting the poem together andthe time you took to do it. Thanks for all you do for me and for others and all too. We Love You. Lois
My first car was my Shove-It. LOL (Chevy Chevette) Sky blue, got great gas mileage - oh, to have that car, now!!!! Excellent.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
I think we all remember our first car and it will always be special to us. Excellent poetry, my friend.
Blessings,
~Linda