My route

poem by: Robert Kohlhammer
Written on Jan 22, 2017 

My car had a mishap 
The bonnet  gone to smoke 
On top of the lap
It purrs, if I give it a gentle stroke .

But perhaps there will be a wholesale 
An exchange and mart 
Telling an old folks tale 
If that car will not start. 

Not a piece of luck today
Traditional Sunday lunch 
Grandma´s stitched crochet 
pullover, tomorrow the car runs.

 

Tags: humor, rhyme, hope,

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