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The Ugly Duckling

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Mike
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0 posted 12-19-1999 06:00 PM       View Profile for Mike   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Mike

Five ounces to the nanogram, weighed on a jeweler's scale,
More precious than the purest gold, so starts my little tale,
A block of balsa wood transformed, into a sleek machine,
Fathers with their sons in hand, anticipation keen.

A rite of passage every spring, each father with his son,
Gentlemen prepare your cars, pinewood derby has begun,
Up to the track each boy is called, race car to gently place,
Two by two at starting gate, and down the track to race.

The next race called is Steve and Jim, Steve's car a red corvette,
Beside it sits an ugly duckling, its paint still sticky wet,
No father stands behind son Jim, his mother Sue stands there,
Its hard to tell the car's a car, it seems the wheels are square.

The race is held, a walkaway, the 'vette wins by a mile,
But on the face of little Jim, all see a beaming smile,
As he turns back to mother Sue, and gives a little shrug,
Says, "Thank you Mom, we tried our best," then gave his mom a hug.

I've not seen Jim in quite some years, I often did see Sue,
No prouder mother ever was, nor finer woman too,
Ten years have passed since derby night, and God has taken Sue,
I go to pay my last respects, the least that I can do.

Besides Sue's head on pillow there, beside her peaceful smile,
I see a race held long ago, memories never gone,
A wooden car with sticky paint, that loses by a mile,
What looks a car, its wheels seem square, I see a graceful swan.


[This message has been edited by Mike (edited 12-19-1999).]
© Copyright 1999 Mike - All Rights Reserved
Seymour Tabin
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1 posted 12-19-1999 06:21 PM       View Profile for Seymour Tabin   Email Seymour Tabin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Seymour Tabin

Mike,
I like it, really enjoyed the read, looking for more.
Denise
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2 posted 12-19-1999 06:34 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Very touching, Mike. What a great mom and  son! I enjoyed this very much!  

 Denise


Elizabeth Santos
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3 posted 12-19-1999 06:49 PM       View Profile for Elizabeth Santos   Email Elizabeth Santos   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Elizabeth Santos

How beautiful
So well written
Liz
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4 posted 12-19-1999 08:48 PM       View Profile for Nan   Email Nan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nan's Home Page   View IP for Nan

You certainly do have an understanding for the important things in life, don't you, Mike??
Munda
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5 posted 12-19-1999 09:29 PM       View Profile for Munda   Email Munda   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Munda's Home Page   View IP for Munda

Thank you Mike, for the goose-pimples, the smile, the tear and for sharing this.
Merry Christmas to you and all you love. : )

Munda
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Mike...I love this. I've built a few of those little cars and it's a memorable time to be had. I like what you did with this...took something most everyone can relate to, a derby car, and added your own personal touches. This is an extreamly well written and touching piece of poetry.
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7 posted 12-20-1999 08:32 AM       View Profile for Mike   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mike

Thank you all for your very gracious comments.  I must admit I have been to more than my fair share of pine wood derby's, with my two sons and lately as a judge of the cars creativity.  My sons never the won creativity award...
their mother didnt help, only their dad.
 
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