Timeless Corvette


The corvette was my grandfathers
Before my birth,
And now its lost its perfect luster
For the life above.

The corvette was my fathers
Before my maturity,
Till I grew out of childhood
Chasing the world ahead.

The corvette was mine
A week ago,
When father became austere
For the life above.

Time continues to move fast
As the corvette.
Days draw my life near the end,
But dad's corvette awaits my son.

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