Nightrain's A Comin' Poem by Jay Hall

Nightrain's A Comin'



Nightrain's a Comin';
few packed, but all fared.
Some folks are ready,
but most of them scared.
Unknown destination;
no money back guarantee.
The end is the end;
trapped or set free?
Hard to know,
cause you've never been.
Destination hot;
or heavenly wind?
No need to fret;
you'll hear whistle blow.
Step on board, smile,
and let your cares go.

Sunday, March 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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