Mar 2, 2013

just a passenger


travelling a great deal sometimes the Alpha 147
it a wee bit smart and fast 4 me

other times
it the train
a bit of reading
watching
listening
Then there is the boat
across the waters
feeling cold
aware of the hertiage
of such a journey
most times l have
become aware of
journeys we make
in life
from birth
to death
we are all passengers in the journey of life

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"