Friday, August 1, 2014

The Train North

The blur of the heartland
As I head out alone
The blare of the train horn
Signaling our way north
To see old friends
Without the security of my babes
A new day for me 
Being away
Just something I don't do
Haven't had the chance
Diapers and school and cancer kept me home
Not today
I'm going...

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