DEBORAH MAPLES

Rookie (JANUARY 4,1959 / HOUSTON, TEXAS)

Old Blue

Poem by DEBORAH MAPLES

Old blue has been worn out and worn back in
been worked on all over again and again.
It's been through the heat, rain, and cold
survived the hard times of being old.
It's paint job is peeling and fading away
old blue is a tractor that we use every day.

The seat is wobbly and missing the foam
the fenders are bent and the horn is gone.
Old blue is old and been through hell
but, It's still kickin and doing well.
Sometimes I think it's had enough
old blue may be old, but it's tough.

When I think it's finally reached the end
it perks back up and starts again.
Old blue has been worn out and worn back in
been worked on all over again and again.
Old blue is a tractor that grew old in time
that survived the hard times, and this tractor's mine.


Comments about Old Blue by DEBORAH MAPLES

  • Dawn FuzanDawn Fuzan (5/13/2014 5:41:00 PM)

    Deborah This is a good poem, keep it up(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 21, 2005