Army Mom’s Safe Haven


Sometimes I listen to
the lullaby of the train
Awake in my bed, I hear it sing
while I am watching the snow, or the rain -
I live in a small valley now,
surrounded by mountains, and
I used to live near the beaches
of sunshine and sand -
It's quite pretty here in a different way
For now, this is my place
For now, I will stay
and listen to the wheels
of the train make a lullaby sound
as they clatter and rattle
the mountain around.

©Copyright January 2004 by Christina