Mustang Sally

It was 1983.
Tom and I were in love with each other, life and our daughter Mariah.
Then something else touched my heart.
She was old
rusty
and needed lots of work
but underneath the years of neglect I could see my dream car:
a 65 Mustang.
red, no less.....
It took a while to come to my senses
and realize she required more work than I could have done.
I couldn't even ride my baby daughter in her
no seat belts!
So we found her a better home
kinda like the dog you take to live in the country.
and life went on
My baby grew up.
and gave me her
red
convertible
88 Mustang!
Yep, it pays to raise 'em right!