Monday, February 13, 2006

MY BABY NEEDS A ROAD TRIP.


This is the train station in Portugal. Honey, grab yourself a Starbucks Vente Mocha, and settle in for the trip.

Life is like a mountain railroad,
with an engineer that’s brave;
We must make the run successful,
from the cradle to the grave;
Watch the curves, the fills,the tunnels;
never falter, never quail;
Keep your hand upon the throttle,
and your eye upon the rail. words from an old railroad song on public domain

7 comments:

Autumn Storm said...

Oh my (eyebrows raised!) wow! Really, really liked those turns of phrase, excellent!!!

mergrl said...

great post my friend (hugs) we must make the run successful, from the cradle to the grave, just great Terry


hope you are having a good day :0)

Anonymous said...

XXXooooXXX

Ranger Tom said...

I like trains...

;)

tsduff said...

Trains are the most cool fun ever. Tom, you're in good company.

Agnes Mitchell said...

Love the post. Love the poem. Love Vente Mocha. haha

We don't like trains around here...but thats a whole different post.

Have a wonderful evening.

luvwannabefree25 said...

I had a Vente Mocha today! YUM YUM YUMMY...