Running down the rails
no other trains around
I noctch the throttle up and down
the radios quiet
not even a sound
in the dead of the night
at the end of the year
I sit and reflect
on how it went down
I realized while
blowing rabbit crossings
here and there
how many blessings
that I am grateful for
like my loving wife
who really molds my life
and my son whose on a mission
serving with so much passion
my daughters are all so beautifull
I sure love them so
more than you could even know
my eyes are getting heavy
yet i still have a ways to go
I struggle to see the signals
through the blurry snow
the night fades into day
its getting harder
to make any way
so I say a quick prayer
on that early morn
and thank the Lord
for all he has done
then the Son shines through
I feel his warmth
The conducter asleep
but I now I am awake
and i know i can make it
So I follow the greens
into the station
I make it home
to my wife and my children
I hug and tell them
how much i did miss them
off to bed I go
i hurry to sleep
the railroad will call
before you can blink
I'll return to the rails
as i weep and i cry
from missing my family
as you can see why.



3 comments:
Wow - that is beautiful.
Good job Daddy, that was pretty good. Maybe instead of making a hair salon business, we should make a poetry book! ;D
-Victoria
That made me cry! I thought the "blues" were the extent of your poetry talents!
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