David Stockdale
neil s car
Angel on the road
Wings of dreams and steel
Strong, dynamic, bold
Yet humble, unassuming
Silently it fares
Over spills and potholes
Seemingly unaware
Itâs a gift of love
The product of care
Grace, simplicity
Born from wealth and means
Lovely hybrid thing
Once so dependent
On fathers of greed
Now transcendent
To foster, to seed
A new kind of world
A better breed
See what changes hence
Bonding work, well being
Beauty, common sense
Look, there it goes again
Gliding down the road
In the driverâs seat, a boy
Laughing as he goes
Waving to disbelievers
Gawking from afar
Neilâs car, Neilâs car, Neilâs car, Neilâs car