Leaving Behind Moods Of Loneliness And Sorrow Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Picking guitar, racing down tracks to destinations, never caring where it's going, just enjoying the ride as the whistle blows its warnings.

A serene and joyous time on a train, leaving behind every mood of loneliness and sorrow, having a quiet reserve as the train keeps moving forward into the west.

Always hoping for the best while continuing into another sunset, totally creating a passage through poetry, living in joy and happiness that keeps this mere poet energized.