Ode to an old orange Jeep

Orange Restored Willys Jeep Pick UP (Not mine)

My 1955 Willys Jeep Pick Up
My 1955 Willys Jeep Pick Up
My Willys Jeep in Restoration
My Willys Jeep in Restoration

1981

It was nineteen hundred

And eighty one

Back in Texas to follow God’s Son

In business I was, yet busy in school

Not just school

But grad school you see

A painter’s son with a family to feed

Cars painted by day, more by night

Study was hard and money was tight

Work, work everywhere work

But getting paid now that was the quirk

Promises, promises, “oh yes we’ll pay”

Then suddenly no water,

No lights to see

So at night we pray,

For those who should pay

Used cars so often, I would paint

For fear my young children,

From hunger might faint

Though work was steady

Their payment seldom ready

So a painter I was and a student too

But as evil collector

Some thought me they knew

Calling, calling, anything please

My financial pain I must appease

So out of the blue not really wanted

This ugly orange Jeep for me it ever haunted

The Old Orange Jeep No Longer Remains
The Old Orange Jeep No Longer Remains

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Seven years I drove her

The used car dealer pleads,

“It’s all I have”

My thoughts all asunder,

“Is this a financial salve”?

So this 55 Willys, a Pick Up Jeep

Not many like it; for me it was cheap

Sell it I might, restore it for more

Winter arrives,

The snow becomes harsh

The roads piled high with snow and ice

The average car

Would not remain nice

But the jeep, the old orange Jeep

Pushes right through

This cold icey marsh

So thoughts to sell,

Pass more every day

Money I sought, in so many ways

Seven years I drove her

Just as she was

But then she stopped,

Liked time often does

Parked her I did, at my father’s place

Dreams to restore,

My thoughts did race

But life gets busy and families grow

Nature’s forces do stir and stain

So the old orange Jeep no longer remains

My thoughts now linger as I sometimes weep

This my ode to my old orange Jeep

©Copyright 2012 Dr. Lee W. Outlaw III

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Drtruthman 4 years ago from Harlingen, Texas Author

True Christy, very true. Thanks for reading and commenting. I appreciate greatly.


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ChristyWrites 4 years ago from British Columbia, Canada

Great poem Lee! Isn't it neat how attached we become to our cars. I remember my first car, I named her "Rosy" because she was a bright red colour. I do think of her fondly as you do of your truck.


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Drtruthman 4 years ago from Harlingen, Texas Author

Thanks PDXKaraokeGuy, I do like this one. It was fun to write.

I miss the old Jeep. I appreciate you sharing and voting and always appreciate you stopping by and commenting. Lee


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PDXKaraokeGuy 4 years ago from Portland, Oregon

llove this piece I shared it with my followers and voted it up!


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Drtruthman 4 years ago from Harlingen, Texas Author

Thanks for the votes and comments Steve. Honestly, the 30/30 isn't going too well at all. I lost about 10 days due to assignments from my News Paper and a couple of epileptic seizures which put me down. But I am going to try. Lee


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Drtruthman 4 years ago from Harlingen, Texas Author

Thanks so much for the read and comments Theresa. I do know about not having enough money....especially trying to get through college and grad school. But the old Jeep, yes, it was a blessing. Thanks again.


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Drtruthman 4 years ago from Harlingen, Texas Author

Oh yes, I know what you mean. The kids come first for sure. I was never able to get the Jeep completely restored because of raising a family...and I loved my kids more also.. Thanks for the read and the comment. I appreciate so much. Lee


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AudreyHowitt 4 years ago from California

I loved this piece Drtruthman! I had an old car that I loved once--and in the midst of raising kids and paying bills, it just wasn't feasible to keep it up--I love my kids though--


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Drtruthman 4 years ago from Harlingen, Texas Author

Thanks phdast7, right you are those early days were tough. Now that I am older, semi-retired, I find it tight again...LOL Thanks so much for your read and comment. I always appreciate you stopping by with such a thoughtful comment.


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phdast7 4 years ago from Atlanta, Georgia

Drtruthman - I absolutely love your poem. I vividly remember the hard, tight days when my children were little and there was never enough money to cover the bills. And who had a credit card 30 or 40 years ago? We certainly didn't. What a blessing the old orange jeep was. :)


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Drtruthman 4 years ago from Harlingen, Texas Author

Oh yes Steve, I am enjoying it. The challenge is fun but also finding out other ideas others are writing about. You have one great writer's brain writing on everything. I really appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. I know you are working man like myself and appreciate your valued time. I just love your Posh coffee vehicle. Really great. Good luck on the challege.


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poshcoffeeco 4 years ago from Cambridgeshire

Lee great poem about your old Jeep. Good luck with the 30/30 Challenge. I hope you enjoy doing it as much as I am.

up/awesome is the vote.


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Drtruthman 4 years ago from Harlingen, Texas Author

Thanks so much for reading and commenting Susan. Yes it is fun remembering and link the present with the past and yes I remember the Salmon and white 57 Chevies. I painted and helped restore many of them. Wonderful comment. Thanks so much.


Susan Joyner-Stumpf 4 years ago

How cute Dr Lee. I can understand how sometimes vehicles can bring fond memories to us. I remember my parents' '57 Chevy ~ remember this color Dr Lee that used to be popular in the 50's? It was Salmon colored and white, Salmon and white. Oh how I loved that color and that car. I was only three years old and I used to beg my dad to take me anywhere he was going....even if to a boring hardware store, lol. To tell you how funny it is linking memories to an inanimate object, to this day I love to go to hardware stores(even tho there is nothing in there that interests me) but the linkage being it reminds me of that Salmon-White '57 Chevy. Thanks always ~ you bring back memories for us all by recording your own.


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Drtruthman 4 years ago from Harlingen, Texas Author

Thanks Debbie, glad you like it and thanks for voting up.


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Deborah Brooks 4 years ago from Brownsville,TX

Wow Dr. Truthman you are getting good at these poems.. Love the jeep... awesome... Keep it up. I voted way up

Be Blessed

Debbie

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