I remember daddy having an old black Subaru
That thing was a rust bucket, I’m telling you
we called it the tin can, but at least it ran
It wasn’t til years later, I began to understand
the sacrifice…
He drove it even though it was a heap,
not because he was “being cheap”
but because his money went
to doing things
like providing our food
& a warm bed to sleep in…
I’ve got appreciation & respect
for that old car, in retrospect
By: J.N.R Dutton
