You can tell alot of things looking at an old trucks dash
It's like a heirloom of time gone by.... being preserved an encased as if sitting in a museum
It's cold outside and I can see it still inside as the heater is broke
my dad tried to fix it once but it only ended up smelling like stale oil so here I sit
Months before a male peacock shed It's feather and it was too pretty to leave on the ground so I threw it up on the dash of my dads old truck
I can use it in a project that I started about a year ago.
The feathers colors reverberate in the winter sun
I am sure these are the colors as I will see in Heaven as not many are real tranquil and iridescent as these are
my dad must have known this as he started with 2 peacocks and currently there are 20 on the farm
yet beside the feather are dull, fake flowers from a baby shower
and that beautiful baby is a month old
the suns u.v light rays have turned It's bright colors into a soft hue with an ash undertone
The world clock is yelling " she's already here lady.... why are you keeping me?"
to look back although that is rather difficult as i broke my dads rear view mirror applying make up a while back
I didn't know the glue had an expiration date but that old Ford had seen it's better days
where is the glue I bought to put it back up?
I should probably fix the crack in the window first
How it broke my dad will have to tell you as I wasn't around
maybe it's like us all... it feels like it has lost its function and just gave out
The memory of my dad is clear as day though
his memory runs rampid in my mind and my eyes still cry at the time I lost
the graphite rock hits my eye too and I am mesmerized that something so simple is forgotten by so many
but I have this old truck and my dads dashboard to look at whenever I want to look back
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