Train of Souls
A train in the distance is saying goodbye
it whispers a sigh in my ear
It whistles its sadness, forlorn in the sky
it billows a soft, misty tear
The souls that it carries now travel afar
their destination unknown
I wonder, could this be how I will depart
when comes time to pass of my own
A peaceful transition, I think that would be
a journey not taken alone
A whistling reminder to those that remain
perhaps it’s time now to atone
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2018
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