TrainofLifeRide

Train of Life

Some folks ride the train of
life

Looking out the rear,

Watching miles of life roll
by,

And marking every year.

They sit in sad
remembrance,

Of wasted days gone by,

And curse their life for
what it was,

And hang their head and
cry.

But I don't concern myself
with that,

I took a different vent,

I look forward to what life
holds,

And not what has been
spent.

So strap me to the engine,

As securely as I can be,

I want to be out on the
front,

To see what I can see.

I want to feel the winds of
change,

Blowing in my face,

I want to see what life
unfolds,

As I move from place to
place.

I want to see what's coming
up,

Not looking at the past,

Life's too short for
yesterdays,

It moves along too fast.

So if the ride gets bumpy,

While you are looking back,

Go up front, and you may
find,

Your life has jumped the
track.

It's all right to remember,

That's part of history,

But up front's where it's
happening,

There's so much mystery.

The enjoyment of living,

Is not where we have been,

It's looking ever forward,

To another year and ten.

It's searching all the byways,

Never should you refrain,

For if you want to live your
life,

You gotta drive the train!