Times change. Sometimes you wait many years for something to happen, and then somehow it just falls in your lap. That was the story of Red Rover. Red Rover pretty much by chance just fell into our laps.
Since I was a young boy of 15, with a license in my pocket burrning to drive, I have always wanted a 4Runner. It had to have 4 wheel drive to be able to take all over the mountains and to my favorite fishing holes and campgrounds. Of course it had to be UTE Red too.
One day as I was driving my Ute Red Corrolla to my Mother's house, with sweet little 2 year old McKenna in the back seat, a semi truck decided to bring Red Rover into our lives. Well not directly, but the semi started a chain recation, that led us to get a great deal on the 4x4 - 4runner of my dreams, Red Rover.
Red Rover has taken us many miles accross this country, from Oregon to California, and back. He never gave me a worry in the world, and would always get me out of a jam. Red Rover was there to take Rachel and McKenna up the trechorus hill to my parents house in the winter, and there to take us to the beautiful mountains and lakes of McCall.
But now a greater cause has entered our family, the fact that Red Rover could not fit 2 car seats and a booster seat all in the back row. Red Rover was the best car or truck that I have ever had, but, a new child is worth the loss of a good friend. So in honor of Red Rover, I wrote a little poem.
A Farewell to Red Rover
With all my will, with all my heart,
We two friends now must part.
The memories I will hold so dear,
my only comfort, the roads that lie behind us.
With your four wheel drive we had no fear,
over peak and mount we have climbed through the muss.
Many tears will now be shed,
yet the remembrance of you shall never be dead.
No dew’s drop shall blur my eyes,
because of our differing paths, the past moments I’ll save.
Countless ventures, mist twilights shaded skies,
and your 4 liters’ 266 pounds of torque I will forever crave.
Go thou to East, and I to the West.
Without you I will forever endeavor my best.
At the great journey’s end of two friends so sweet,
I will bid you farewell and luck to another guy.
When someday, amazed on some back trail we’ll meet,
you will see, the tears of remembrance will never dry.
5 comments:
Dan, your poem is awesome! Don't worry, I think Big Silver has even more horseys--I think you will be okay and find a good new friend. Good thing its not UTE red!
Yes, tears came for me...of laughter. The picture is great. You should make it a poster.
Um, that was precious. So surprised to scroll down and see more verses!
Loved the poem!
I almost shed a tear on that post. Red Rover will be missed. Sniff sniff
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