Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2015
All aboard the straight and narrow train that rides into forever

We get off at different times but we end up altogether

In a place above us, with many mansions prepared

For us to live in mortgage free with new bodies to wear

Returning to my first home, wear I lived before birth

Which is why I felt as if I was a stranger on earth

Just trying to find directions to the train station

That would take me back to my Father's house where he remains waiting

So I can reunite with Dad and all his perfect glory

Not to mention Ms. Mills who got off the train before me

And we'll find each other worshipping Christ

Because we couldn't afford the ride back home, so he had to pay the price
Phil Riles
Written by
Phil Riles
739
     Cynthia and unknown
Please log in to view and add comments on poems