My Picks
A great newsletter.
My husband Brian
My oldest son Chris
My second son Jesse
Dear Contour
My third son Nick
My fourth son Boomer
My only daughter Maggie
My baby Levi
Just some Kid's Pics
My dad's family Guzzetta's
My mom's family Tominack's
A great newsletter.
Dear Contour,
I said I wanted black
But they brought home champagne.
They wouldn't take you back
Much to my disdain.
Since I didn't have a say
In color, make or style
I drove you anyway
Racking up the miles.
You were always there;
You never let me down.
Your mpg was fair
As we traveled around town.
But I talked of better cars,
In fact I often ranted
Of how I'd trade you in…
I had taken you for granted.
I remember still the jar
On that fateful day.
I crashed you, my dear car,
Then watched you towed away.
You had protected me
As well as my four friends
I owe you an apology;
I will make amends.
As soon as you return
From Nick's Auto Body Shop
You will quickly learn
Your status will not drop.
So until we meet again
(and I can hardly wait)
Remember my dear friend
I've learned to appreciate…
YOU!
Sincerely,
Jesse