Ode to My Car 

(A Parody using “How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

Honda, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth, breadth, and height the snow can reach.

My songs I sing, when feeling out of sight, the notes out of tune, but it’s all right.

I love thee to the level of every day’s need, while driving to store and school and beach.

I love thee freely, as I don’t pay by month.

I love thee purely, as others turn from praise; not sorry you are old, and dirty, and grey.

I love thee with the passion to put to use, the air conditioner, the cup holders for juice.

I love thee, that I can share, my tears, my joys, traveling anywhere.

Smiles, tears, all of my life; and if I choose,

I love thee better when you’re in cruise.

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I’m feeling funky tonight! I wanted to mix parody, odes, and classic pieces. Everything has been so serious lately, that I just wanted to try something new. I have gone over poetry lessons and readings from the past, and I thought, “Just Do It.” This has been a great night for adventures in writing! Sometimes girls just wanna’ have fun.

Have a great weekend!