Wednesday, March 19, 2014

The Train

I've driven over these tracks
more times than I can count
and have never seen a train
until today. It is 2:15.
School, only a few blocks away,
gets out at 2:30 . . . and
I am waiting on a train.
It's not a problem for me.
I can sit here and enjoy this scene,
the majestic train clacking over the tracks.
My daughter has a club meeting.
I don't have to be there until 3:30.
I left early to drop off some hats
at a nearby place.
If this train takes too long,
then the hats will wait another day.
If not, the hats will get delivered
and I will have less time, if any,
to sit and knit and wait for my daughter.
Either way, I won't be late.
I left early on purpose, just in case.
In case of what, I did not then know.
There are a lot of things I do not control;
weather, traffic, and today – the train.

Why be impatient and in a hurry?
Plan ahead. Then don't worry.

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