Gloria’s Truck

Sweet old ride,

your funny face

greets me this

green apple morning.

One day I’ll

take you

for a spin -

your springy seat

beneath the tops

of my (for now)

too short legs.

Stella Castella

There are so many interesting objects to catch our attention. One of these is a truck that belongs to my sister-in-law, Gloria. I remember what it feels like to look forward to driving – when that pleasure was still a few years away. It was fun to combine these two separate events into a single poem for my own pleasure.