The Silver Train Sped By

The silver train sped by, the babe kicked in the crib

Every time he cried-- his mother tended him.

The silver train sped by, the boy went off to school

His backpack bulged with books-- but his mother made

The rules.

The silver train sped by, the boy tried out for sports

He found that he was good-- with mother in his court..

The silver train sped by, fuzz grew on his chin. He had his

first romance-- and mother saw no more of him,

Except in glimpses now and then, quick hugs caught on the

Sly— out of view of all his friends--as the silver train sped by.

The silver train sped by, and the boy became a father

Mother blessed his baby and bid the boy goodbye.

The silver train sped by, and a man with gray-streaked hair

held tightly to the handles of his mother’s new wheel-chair.

Autumn rains were followed by winter's last goodbye

The man released his mother’s hand as the silver train

sped by.

Another babe kicked in the crib--the third child by

his bride.  He dried a tear for mother as the silver train

sped by.

The silver train sped by, the babe kicked in the crib

Every time he cried--his mother tended him.

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Linda settles

www.RedeemingOurTreasures.com