13
Feb
2009
Posted by James Cook as General Humor

Bumping an older post originally published in honor of my son’s wedding.
A Son’s First Poetry Lesson
The train is love he said.
No, I replied, She is the train.
Then is love the track?
No the track is fate that brings her to you.
And where am I he asked.
You, I said, are on the track.
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