The window's blurry,
The odometer's broke,
The tires are bare;
Who's driving this car?
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Gratitude is a wonderful thing. Breaks one out of the pitying cloud. I like your poem and the metaphor of the car to our aging bodies. The style of writing is simple, direct, and poetic. Well done. Thanks.
AMEN sister! ! ! We may be used, but: we're not used up! Great poem! Love it.
Jk this is a nice poem