AN OLD MAN AND HIS
TRACTORS
Donna
Wood
October
25, 2015
dedicated to my husband, Clifford Wood
When I
first met my husband he was quite the city guy.
He
liked curvy women and fast cars and apple pie.
He told
me we should marry, that I'd never come to harm.
But
once our vows were spoken, he moved me to the farm.
We had to find a tractor, for a pasture
must be mowed.
So we bought a rusty old Moline a
little down the road.
And once we got a tractor, Cliff was
bitten by the bug,
A slave to an obsession that's as bad
as any drug.
Now a young man with a tractor
doesn't have a lot of time
He has a job and family and can't
spare an extra dime
But if God grants him time enough,
when he is old and gray
He'll have a lot of tractors, and be smiling every day.
Cliff
wakes up each morning with tractors on his mind.
Each
day he searches Craigslist to see what he can find.
There's
old John Deeres and Farmalls and Cockshutts and Molines
All he
ever thinks about is rusty old machines.
His
overalls are greasy, and his fingernails are, too.
As he
beats on some old relic fifty years this side of new.
Don't
think a tractor's hopeless when he's taking it apart,
Cause
give him just a day or two, you'll hear that engine start.
An
old man with his tractor is a wonder to behold.
He'll touch a rusty fender like it's something made of gold.
I
really can't explain it and I cannot tell you why,
But an old man with a tractor is a special kind of guy.
Some
men disappear and make you wonder where they've been,
But
when Cliff disappears, I know he's in the shop again.
Old men
that love tractors are the kind that stick around
They
won't give up on marriage and they'll never let you down.
If you
can't beat 'em, join 'em. I've found it's not so bad
We've
joined up with a tractor club. There's good times to be had.
I've
surely learned the secret how to keep my husband mellow
Cause
an old man with a tractor is a mighty happy fellow.
An
old man with his tractor is a wonder to behold.
He'll touch a leaky fuel tank like it's something made of gold.
I
really can't explain it and I cannot tell you why,
But an old man with a tractor is a special kind of guy.
Love it! I'm still smiling, thanks to you.
ReplyDeleteGreat job ! That is a great poem and certainly says a lot about your guy. You are a blessed lady for sure.
ReplyDeleteI love it! Truer words were never spoken, especially in rhyme. Nice job. Charlie W.
ReplyDeleteI love it! You do such a great job and what a wonderful tribute to Cliff :-) Don't stop writing anymore. Wendy
ReplyDeleteOh wow! That was SO good!!!
ReplyDeleteIt's a wonderful poem! I have no experience with the subject- men and their tractors, but you've opened a vivid word picture for me to see and appreciate something new. Isn't that what good writing is about? : )
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