RAV4 Lalala Bye

Upon thy frame the years have laid their claim,

Yet steadfast still thou carried me o’er lands.

Through off-roads and roads devoid of name,

Thy tires knew both gravel’s kiss o’er sands.

From days when maps from trees did point west,

To satellites that speak the turn with voices cold,

Thou knew’st each turn my wanderlust quest,

A steadfast heart in thy time-weathered fold.

Thy engine’s hum, a tireless symphony to me,

Now fades into a silence that’s bittersweet.

No more dusks nor dawns chased wild and free,

No more youthful exploits from thy driver’s seat.

Yet in my soul, thy ghost shall always steer —

My carriage past, my compass through the years. #donvy