WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT?

Who would have thought
and who could have known
what treasures they'd become,
those classics parked
in our family's driveway
right next to the yard.
My dad's pride and joy,
classic beauties each one --
the shiny black Dodge
with the running boards
that we all piled into
on those Sunday afternoons
for a ride in the country
when families did those things --
way back then,
back in the day.

And the '52 blue Ford,
that smiled at us every morning
and one of the first cars
I actually do recall;
and the long sleek Caddie,
(my dad polished it each day)
with its fins that made us smile
as we watch him drive it
back and forth to work
and felt rather important
when he took us for a ride.

But the one that captured
my fancy then,
and does so to this very day,
was the that pink-and-grey Desoto '56
sitting in the car lot I passed by
on the way to school each day.
I loved it then
(when I was much too young to drive)
and I love it still today.
And every time I take a look
at that postcard I picked up
from that dealership
that I picked up one day
when I stopped in to take a look
on my way to school back then,
I smile and remember fondly
the classic car of my dreams
and all the others since then --
who ever would have thought?

Just cars back then
and treasured classics now.

(c) barbara kausteklis 7-6-11

Written for Drips of Ink/
"Blast From the Past - Classic Automobiles."

http://www.myspace.com/drips_of_ink/blog/543503177

Thanks always for your visits and precious comments.

~barb~ 

 

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AT THE FIRST LIGHT OF THE DAWN

On an early September morning
such a very long time ago,
a young man was inspired to write
some words straight from his heart
as in the night a most powerful sight
he had just witnessed there.
And in a momentary flash,
as he spied the flag still flying
at first light of the dawn,
he wrote the words we cherish still,
the ones that live within our hearts
as we proudly sing them today.
And as we sing them,
we stand so very tall
for we know what they mean
and what our flag represents,
"The Star Spangled Banner"
as it waves overhead.
And blessed are we by those
who give so much to protect
and defend the liberties
represented by our flag
and those words
so eloquently penned
by young Francis Scott Key.

(c) bak 3-2-11
barbara kausteklis

Written for Francis Scott Key's Birthday but suitable for the Fourth of July as well and shared with Legacy Writers "Fourth of July Byways" which is open NOW and will be up through next Thursday.  Thanks for visiting and participating when you get a chance.  Wishing All a Happy and Safe Fourth of July!

The link for "Byways" . . . . 

Byways With Barbara K (Part 2)