The Tune Up Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

The Tune Up



He reaches down
With the skill of a surgeon,
Probing the engine.

Not like some pirate
With a map quest,
Searching for a treasure chest,
But as one who has
Already found gold.

He reaches to take hold
With tools in hand.
Soon, it's running like a top!
I'm thankful for Mike's Quick Stop.

© Loyd C. Taylor

Friday, May 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: mechanic,tribute
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Dedicated to all mechanics, thanks for helping us to keep our engines running fine. Loyd
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