My Roots
Countryside
A place where I reside
Prudence Trail
Wide with High Mountains
Railroad tracks run the entire mile stretch
I often lurk among the wooden trees as the Memphis Marvel passes by
There are times I even cry
I think on the many journeys with being a passenger aboard
Farm life is a bore
I want to travel to destinations with possibilities
Hope I waited for far too long
I am stuck on a farm doing chores after chores
No town folks to talk too
Always farm work to pursue
The hot sun from morning to dawn
The moments of a quick yond
Endless work within the fields
Desperations being no contest
Memphis Marvel is more than a train name
It’s travel to a new world
Places I don’t see
Yet places I wish I could be
There will be a time when I will leave among my roots
It will sound like melody in musical *****
Enough talking
Back to work
No perk
My hour is not yet done
One day I will be on the Memphis Marvel
Journey to anywhere
Beyond compare
Beyond my roots
I can dream
Tomorrow being like a moving picture
My adventure being obvious
No look back
Staying on track
Memphis Marvel, please take me away.