A JOURNEY CALLED LIFE
In a train by the window the world flashes by and suddenly
RIKKETY KAT-RIKKETYKATS the train has switched tracks.
In life by the window time flashes by and suddenly
RIKKETY KAT-RIKKETYKATS life has switched tracks.
life's journey is a race
like a train with no definite pace
I stop at stations where I want
and at places without the signal's grant
people come and share my window
irritating relatives to an old widow
some last till the last
some are memories in the past
there are all kinds at the windows
uncle who is verbose and the aunt who is morose
some u get others u choose
Wish I was the signalman instead
would watch all the trains tread
and suddenly
RIKKETY KAT-RIKKETYKATS life has switched tracks.
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