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One Not so Careful Owner


The bodywork is getting old

now showing signs of wear and tear

It’s no surprise if truth be told

should have taken better care.

It’s underneath the bonnet though

where the changes have been savage

Those engine parts that start to slow

with some self-inflicted damage.

The air intakes are compromised

Performance levels are diminished

The damage can be stabilised

but repair chances are finished.

No more days of burning rubber

leave the fast lane in the past

With one less than careful owner

an old banger? the die is cast


Charlie Halliday (author) from Scotland on March 15, 2021:

Thanks John. The idea came when I was in hospital and the tests where like (to use the car analogy) having a full MOT. The air intakes (lungs) are beyond repair but unlike a car can't be replaced :)

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on March 15, 2021:

An excellent poem Charlie, and I can certainly relate. My vehicles are getting old and everything seems to be going wrong at once. I haven’t had that happen to me physically, yet, but I am not feeling as young as I used to and it is easy to do damage, like throw your back out or other such signs of ageing.

I hope you are ok.

Charlie Halliday (author) from Scotland on March 15, 2021:

Hi Brenda thanks for reading and commenting. This poem was born from lying in solitude in a hospital room on Saturday wired up to a machine checking my stats.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on March 15, 2021:

Great one!

I think we all wish we would have taken better care of ourselves.

Who knew then?

Your words give this one justice.

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