Broken Chrome On A 46

By the looks of that old truck, you could tell.
She had paid her dues and been through h---.
Rusty fenders, broken windows, all the wears of time.
But through it all, she is paid for, I'm glad she is mine.
Found an old piece of paper on her rusty floor.
Said something to the effect of "I'll love ya for ever more".
If that old truck could talk, I sure would pay attention.
The memories it would expel, all the country seen, not to mention.
That piece of broken chrome on a 46.
Must have been a deer, or mountain lion, or a huge stick.
People look at her right now, and being judgemental as we are,
They don't realize one day, she will be brand new star.
Upon my driveway of dreams, my highway of schemes,
When I give her life again, and drive her proudly for all to see.
No more brokeness, for all will be fixed finally.
An ode to my 46 chevy and my three year project. Bob Lester