The Tractor
by Mike D Raymond
Friday, June 22, 2007
Rated "G" by the Author.
Free Prose
The Tractor ©Michael Raymond 2007It caught my eye as things do driving by on a dirt road.
And I wondered.
Who put it there and when, that old tractor?
How long has it sat there in the sun?
And I wondered.
How many mouths it fed?
Not just the farmer’s family, but the nation.
And I wondered.
How many farmers had owned it, the old tractor?
How many gallons of fuel did it use up?
How many years did it toil away in the fields?
And I wondered.
Was it lack of funds to repair her then?
Perhaps it was in the depression.
And I wondered.
What would it take to fix it up again?
Ah, but 50 or 60 years of rust would seize things up.
But I wondered.
How it would look, all painted up again in a new suit of color.
Was the original color red or was that just the rust?
Turning onto the highway and away.
I still wondered.
If you want to know, the link to this page you van find here.
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