My First Car Ride Poem by Mary Mc Creath

The Visit in 1939

She came to visit mum
A friend who planned.
To leave our country
For a distant land.

While mum and friend
Had a nice long talk
I was offered a car ride
Around the block.

I toddled down
At the age of two.
For a ride in a car
What a strange to do.

It had a crank
That wound it up.
I sat in the back seat
Like an eager pup.

It chugged and spluttered
As it came to life.
I sat in trepidation
In this strange device.

Around the block
We started to go.
A happier event
I was never to know.

My first car ride
Left an impression on me.
Of wonder and awe
For new technology.