it’s her train even if you think not
you indeed will pay a price
with or without cause
no time for repairs
you will eventually be tossed
she looks the other way
as she greets a new passenger
you crash roll and fall further and further down
the roar of the engine fades
you pick yourself uP
she though is still forced to stay on the tracks
there’s a strict schedule you realize
more lessons must be taught
It was a good day. Sam, my 1968 camper, came home from having his gas tank lined due to rust. Sucks getting old and oh how can I relate. The great Great Spirit is shining on him though with some love here. I just picked up Sam at the end of last year and he’s been in and out of the shop for various repairs, so today was a good bonding day. I started up in the cab and commenced cleaning. I swear Sam hasn’t seen any TLC and many moons. Tomorrow is a tear out day in Sam where I’m going to remove an old sink and fridge. There’s so much work to do but that’s why I bought Sam. I needed a hobby and when I saw him my heart smiled and I knew we were meant for each other. We’re both a bit older, slower, rustier, but still have great potential to shine again and head out on this highway of life! Feeling grateful! And so it is.
