The Train RideA Poem by Melinda McQueen
The Train Ride
The
time had come,
A
part of her was ready, Still,
she’d pressed ahead,
The
sights skirted across the window The
sounds of the locomotive itself
She
certainly feels plain, She
keeps her head down
Her
mind hopes she’s doing the right thing, Yes,
it’s time to make a change--
She
had looked out the window from whence she’d come, Now,
she looks straight ahead,
Breathing
in through her mouth, then slowly exhaling, She’s
doing this--
Now,
looking out the window Suddenly,
she’s thrilled
Finding
herself sitting taller now, To
her surprise, they smile at her,
Fingering
the cross which hung about her neck, For there’s Someone looking over her-- Someone who is always true.
She’s
doing this-- The
picturesque scene
The
sun began its slow, but ambitious descent, Beauty sweeping her senses as she enjoys the train ride to the rest of her life.
Melinda McQueen Rodgers August 7, 2021 © 2021 Melinda McQueenReviews
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4 Reviews Added on August 7, 2021 Last Updated on August 7, 2021 AuthorMelinda McQueenTXAboutHello, I'm Melinda from Texas. I am a published author. I'm in a chair with Cerebral Palsy, and writing is my outlet. I have found deep pleasure in writing poetry. Writing helps me express my emotio.. more.. |


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