And like a
Man at a
Station waiting for
A train I
Wonder where it
Shall take me
I’ve booked my
Destination up in
Baby heaven years
Ago but the
Journey the places
The people are
Yet uncertain traveling
Lightly instead choosing
To leave the
Baggage of my
Past behind I
Shall collect now
Only those things
And those people
That I can
Carry either in
My pockets or
In my heart
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 