All summer it has been out,
No fault of its own,
Its nest was occupied
By new furniture,
New furniture for the house.
Each day it was lovingly polished,
Its pristine look rarely failed,
Rarely failed to impress,
To impress passers-by.
Every day I saw it,
And saw the love bestowed on it,
Love and money bestowed on it
By its very proud owner.
Autumn came,
Its nest was cleared,
And newly washed and polished
It hibernated.
Covered in its duvet,
Warm, safe and secure
Until Spring returns,
When it will re-appear.
Hibernation ended,
Out it comes,
Out into the spring and summer,
Travelling around the country,
To be seen by the mini world,
From which it was born.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My next door neighbour has a 1989 mini. It is absolutely pristine inside and out. The engine and engine bay are immaculate. During the summer he goes to many shows with like minded people to show their cars - it is his passion.
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Comments3
Just seen that this is my 600th poem on the site.
A fine 600th write Gold! Now what's my total poems? Snap! I see mine was 600 yesterday. Time flies!
Time certainly flies when you are having fun.
I'm currently at 568. That's an average of 0.6 poems a year since 1066 - must try harder.
I'm always amazed when I see these early minis at just how small they were. Great write Andy.
Very true, it was one of their selling points that they could take 4 large rugby players in them.
Ohh we didn't start in 1066 M., so you're only just behind us!
Awesome poem, and congrats on your 600th!! My oh my! Just wonderful!
Thank you Christina, most kind.
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