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Poem Day 16 of 100…

The illustration of this car reminds me of my Dad – he loved cars and worked with them everyday.

I remember his charm and good dress sense. 

I remember his love for classic cars – James Bond style.

My Dad would never pass a local resident standing at the bus stop – he was the most charming village chauffeur.

Beautiful memories of the past, that make my heart smile today.

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