Train of Life
A train is racing swiftly on its track of life,
Guiding me towards a realm that's free from strife.
An enchanting world, where humans pure, reside,
Their hearts like blossoms, love as their guide.
The sky above, where eagles freely soar,
Singing songs of hope and joy, to explore
Innocent hearts, unburdened by envy's plight,
Loyalty and love, shining pure and bright.
In this world, love blooms generously each day,
In times of sorrow, friends light the way
A friend, a shining star in darkest night,
Sharing my pain and joy, making burdens light.
This magical train won't cease to roam,
It journeys on to death, its final home.
Maxwell O’Reilly
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