What's A Trunk? Poem by Jim Yerman

Ali and Fred had trouble with their car...it was something ornamental
But it was in the shop so long the manager offered them a rental.

It was a brand new four door sedan...but a problem was soon revealed
When they told Ava it was time for practice at the nearby baseball field.

Ava stopped outside the rental car and said innocently, off the cuff
“Dad there’s no room in this car for all my baseball stuff.”

Fred quickly took her to the back and opened up the trunk
“See Ava, ” he said, “there’s plenty of room for your baseball stuff and lots of other junk.”

Ava’s mouth hung open and she let out a mild roar
As she was seeing something she’d never seen before.

“It’s called a trunk! ” Ava told Aden with a big smile...wide eyed
Then she and Aden climbed on up and got to play inside.

Was it possible while growing up, (was she living with the monks!)
That Ava never experienced a car that came with it’s own trunk?

But it’s true in looking at her life so far all this poor girl ever sees
Is a world that’s filled with mini-vans, hatchbacks and SUV’s.

It goes to show the world changes subtly...changes direction...changes hue
And then before we know it...it’s not the same world we once knew...

One day when Ava’s ready before too much more time goes
I’ll explain to her about fuzzy dice and 8 track stereos.