Quick As A Flash (aka Old Pontiac)

It was a two tone blue

hand me down Pontiac

a couple decades old

with a windshield crack

To other people it may have looked like trash but it was the last gift that Eddy got from his dad

It brought to mind memories of time he’ll never get back, and that old thing still drove quick as a flash

By: J.N.R Dutton

Author: J.N.R Dutton (aka The Poet)

Husband. Father. Writer/Independent Journalist/Poet. Artist,all around creative soul. I reside in Southern Idaho with my wife & son. View all posts by J.N.R Dutton (aka The Poet)

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