Trusty sat out on their lawn
Watched the sunsets, praised the dawn.
Perfect view of His loved ones
Father, Mother, Daughters, Sons.
He loved the games those kids would play.
When everyone would find a way
To spend the whole day, all outside.
Tag, swing set, go run and hide.
They’d hop inside his single cab
Push his buttons, jump and grab
Lock the doors and turn his wheel
Oh, what fun, what a happy feel.
He was a part of all their games.
He knew each child, all their names
Madison, Jovie, Felix, Saul
Cash, Waylon, Ella, Paul.
Each little kid with laughing eyes
All loved Trusty, to no surprise.
The best times ever, he did provide
They’d pile in back, Oh! what a ride!
Each year when Harvest Fest came around
They’d ride with laughter right into town.
They’d all dress up for the hootenanny
Trusty too, he’d be washed and ready.
Every Sunday, they’d all jump in
N‘ hop out quick before the service’d begin.
He’d wait outside the church on the hill
and think about Jesus, his engine still.
He was the truck where the kids all learned
to drive themselves, when they all turned
A certain age, each before 16
every kid unique, and oh-so keen.
Miles and miles of road they shared.
Arriving there safely, Trusty cared.
Memories made inside his cab
Filled his mind, as the sky turned drab.
The family he loved so very much
Got really busy with life n’ such.
8 little kids, all focused on growing
Eventually forgot his spot needed mowing.
The grass grew tall around him now
His only friend, the old barn cow.
She’d glance at him, every now and then
N’ saunter off, not much of a friend.
Trusty sat and would lovingly listen
His grown up kids had brand new missions.
They moved away, some near, some far.
Got married, bought homes, new trucks, n’ cars.
Trusty would think about his family.
They were so special, each memory.
He would spend his day, loving each one
Brother, sister, daughter, son.
Trusty loved each child the same
But one little boy, Cash, by name
Had spent more time, taking care of him
Changed his lights, when they grew dim.
When Cash was young, like Trusty truck
He’d clean him up, knock off the muck.
He’d change his oil, rotate his tires,
Fill up the fluids, inspect his wires.
Unload him after a long ol’ haul
He’d be there till the sun would fall.
Trusty loved his time with Cash
Memories helped the time to pass.
So on the day, when all grown up
Cash came ‘round, sipping his coffee cup
He pushed the grass from off his hood
Put down his cup and said, “I should,
Ask my paw, if it’s okay
To fix you up, ol’ Pal today.
I’d like to drive you, once again
I sure do miss you, Trusty friend”
“Look at you Fella, you sure look good.
Let’s take a look, inside your hood.
Man, you’ve held up through the weather
But let’s tidy you up, we’ll do it together.”
Cash looked down with loving pride,
There was his son, glued to his side.
Trusty knew, to no surprise
That boy had his dad’s friendly eyes.
That little boy knew what each tool did.
They’d fix him up, Cash and his kid.
Trusty felt overwhelming joy
His special friend and his identical boy.
New life sprung up inside Trusty truck
What amazing times, and happy luck!
Days and days, inside the shop
Were spent together, Trusty, Son and Pop.
Talking, teaching, bonding, fixing
Listening, creating, ideas mixing.
Every day at the crack of dawn
They’d show up ready, with satisfied yawns.
Piping hot coffee, ideas for the day
Father and Son, skills to convey.
Then one morning, wait and wait
Trusty felt worried, cause they were late.
Afternoon came with great commotion
Outside the shop, such emotion!
Excited voices, he’d never heard before
The sun blasted bright, as they opened the door!
To his amazement, and such surprise
What he observed, with brand new eyes
They were all there, for this special day
To see him restored, in every way!
Cash gathered up, the whole wacky crew
And they said in awe, “He looks brand-new!
42 people all gathered ’round
With loving hearts and happy sounds.
What a party, then ensued!
They grabbed guitars, Cash and his dude
Played a fiddle, danced in the barn.
Singing songs again, at their farm
Through open doors, kids ran outside
Tag, swing set, go run and hide.
He was part of all the fun they had
Tiny new kids, like mom and dad
They hopped inside his single cab
Pushed his buttons, jumped and grabbed
Locked his doors and turned his wheel
Oh what fun, what a happy feel!