My train is running at its fastest ....5, a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

My train is running at its fastest ....5

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

My train is running at its fastest,

Who can hold the speed of time,

Passengers have now reached college,

Guard is happy besides.

I see myself in a valley So green,

I thank Almighty for His grace,

See the tracks kept changing,

Yet one thing was sure that's His grace.

With me in the valley,

With me every time,

I love your presence,

Each and every time.

So many joys have you added in my heart,

I praise you for great though art,

My relaxation and comfort thou art,

And I know you won't ever part.

Note: The poem talks about passengers ie my children. Guard is my wife