Bout a block from my house you can often hear The still sound of a whistle in your ear~ Though she may be down the road a mile~ She still brings on a big ole country smile~
My POP loved trains~he would set them up in our house~ We would watch him play just as quiet as a mouse~ As I listen to the whistle and the train draws near~ I work so very hard to hold back the tear~ No matter the mood no matter what I'm doing~
I can hear POP say keep doing what your doing~ Don't worry about the mule going blind load the wagon~ No matter how much this ole world keeps ya dragging~
LOVE YA POP~ Bunny
-- Abundance to many is Abundance to me~ God Love~ Bunny~
