Monday, November 17, 2008

A Love Note

Dear Old Blue,

I cannot begin to express the the surge of excitement that went through my body as I saw you today.
I went inside to retrieve my keys from those wily old men at the Dr’s office.
The evil that shone through their eyes let me know they were up to no good. You were just a weekend fling to them.
They didn’t even have the decency to call you by your name.
The Contour…pffft… I put them in their place and told them how you liked to be called Old Blue.
They said they would write it down for the next time you came to visit but I let them know there would be no next time.
I don’t know why you like them so much.
Why must you always insist on visiting them?
I forgive you.
I am the one that loves you
.
I just don't know how I could get around without you.
Those…those greasy old men….they think just because they know which buttons to press to get you purring and revved up that you will betray me.
I know better.
I know that while they may excite you and get you running again that you will always come home with ME. You drop me off at work every morning and you are right there waiting in that parking garage full of Lexus and beamers and other fancy cars every evening.
I think you like hanging out with them all day. Everyone likes to hang with the big boys.
While they may be sparkling white, pearl, or black with fancy personalized license plates you know you are a true blue and your Texas license plates show loyalty.
Thank you for always being loyal to me.
I am sorry I thought about sending you to a farm to roam free. I know I can't live without you and I don't want to.

Old Blue....
I Love You.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous12:39 PM

    what a beautiful letter. p.s. your posts are very easy on the eyes.

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