look the same as when we found her
in the will until you start checkin’
her fresh coat and bumper
silver chrome and rusted frame
after the time rain dragged
every ounce of her German steel
through the neighbor’s porch
railing and siding crumpled paper
the family inside taking dishes
to the kitchen as tires slid
and headlights drew rain
shadows on wallpaper we patched
her real good more new parts
in that machine than old dad says
her heart might be last to go but
when it does it won’t get replacing
she’ll never run the same
even grandma knew that