W3 :: my bug

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my first car, a Beetle, yes a Beetle

blue, shining and proud, smiling out loud

all iron for strength, in all the length

leather for comfort, letting go of all discomfort

i saved each cent, lots of bent

just a dream in the beginning, my head was spinning 

as the money pile grew, everything blue

I saw the possibility, only stability

the freedom of going, and glowing

my own wheels, no more in my heels

i miss you, my little bug, only a hug

W3 -I. O’Nika’s prompt: Echo verse

This week, let’s play with rhyme and repetition by writing an echo poem about firsts.

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  4. Elizabeth, the line “blue, shining and proud, smiling out loud” feels especially joyful to me—I can almost see that Beetle gleaming like it knows it’s your first real freedom. Well done!

    ~David

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