A Train Whistle Blows



The freight train moved
Slowly down the track
He jumped from the boxcar
All his gear in a battered sack.

He looked towards the East
Then he looked towards the West
Not knowing which direction
To go will suit him the best.

Teary eyed he's remembering
What happened to his dear wife
That terrible night thieves came
And took her life with a knife.

When they took her from him
They took everything he had
All his dreams shattered, now
All his days and nights are sad.

He looked towards the East
Then he looked towards the West
Not knowing which direction
To go will suit him the best.

A train whistle blows.

Ralph L. Clark © 2004












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