I’m a runaway freight train,
My engine’s running hot.
Please don’t get in front of me,
For stop me, you will not.
My track’s laid out before me,
Like a clearing in the woods.
I have my sights set on you,
I’m coming for your goods.
Don’t you think of running,
Or fleeing for your life,
I’ll give you what you need,
I’m going to be your wife.
So, move out of my way,
Escape me you will not.
I’m coming for you now,
With all the steam I’ve got.
© Angela M. Bertoli
Excerpt from the book Moonlit Thoughts
Now Available at Amazon.com
About the Author
Angela Bertoli is the mother of two and grandmother of two. She resides in Phoenix, Arizona along with the rest of her family. In her spare time she likes to travel, write, play games and read. Her future is open to new possibilities and she is strong in spirit and faith.
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Beautiful.
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Wow! This piece is so intense and full of fire! I think the train analogy is the prefect link for this work. Thank you for sharing and God bless you!
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