PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Three years ago, my dad bought a normal, little, and beautiful car. My dad loved races, since he was a little, bittle boy. His momma hated races and cars. She would never let him being in one. But the dreams of this child, were bigger than an animal styled. He continued with his respective dreams and illusions under his wild thoughts. When he was 55, he thought it was time to accomplish one of his goals. Well he got his new car. He altered it with his open mind, and some scar. He putted everything. When he was a child he thought about everything for it. The color, the shape, the tall of the suspension, rimes, seatbelts. The inside was full of adamants, tubes, and five point seat belts. The tubes were from a green, yellowish color, such as the one of the makeable pens, the ones you use to mark something important from a book. A color which you can see from the other extreme of the world. A color which is intense and can make you feel, you are watching a wonderful girl, or even a beautiful pearl.

When I started the engine, it was something from another world. The most beautiful sound I ever heard in my entire life. I know there are other cars with powerful strange motors, and with a bigger sound than the one of my dad’s car. But I really believe that everyone, even not fan people of the automobiles, will enjoy and be safe and sound. I don’t know if it’s only me, but this sound is special, is beautiful, is grateful, it’s something that it could never compare with another thing in the world. It’s not just adrenaline, si something else, I know it. This car is something beautiful, it combines the normal, sensitiveness, and sporty from a car. It’s just something different, and this makes me happy. It’s something that characterizes my father. His designs, his dreams, his courage to get thing forward. This is something that I will always admire from him. I will never forget when my father borrowed that car to me to go to visit my girlfriend, or got to High School, it’s just a feeling that I can’t forget. The feeling that will never come again. I will keep it here frozen forever. And will make my mind to have that memories with me every day, every year, in my entire life, I just felt alive.