On Time Delivery

I was watching a video today that inspired this poem

Big windshield spread wide across the front of a monstrous rig

Early morning brewed coffee, he takes another swig

Brief breakfast & then, it’s back on the road again

Another town he barely has time to see

Got to deliver his load by three

By:J.N.R Dutton

The Subaru

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