Drives on Sundays

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Back when I was really young my mom, dad and I would go for those good time Sunday cruises. That was back when gas was about one dollar a gallon, and we had an old Subaru station wagon, we drove that thing every where, it never let us down. 30 miles to a gallon, we could run for miles all on a Sunday. I wish we could do that still, but now I have this poem that helps me remember how it used to be.

Submitted: March 03, 2008

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Submitted: March 03, 2008




Drives on Sundays

This is a true story



I was young as was the day,

Mom, Dad and I would go for a cruise

Through the tree's we would ride,

Soon we would visit the ocean tides,

Long trips were all apart of a Sunday,


Jump in the car Dad would say,

We would jump in the car with no place in mind,

Only an inspiration to find our fixation in line,

Sometimes we would drive in the mountain trees,

Or the ocean breeze, every Sunday was at ease,


Now, times have changed, Sundays aren't

The same, no more unplanned drives,

To be able to afford it would only be a lie,

We have no more Sunday drives.

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