The 707
Our breath was condensating in the air
As we carried her bags that cold night
But her excitement caused her not to care
She was spreading her wings for flight
We heard the engine chug a while
And then finally heard the whistle blow
As we neared the station I saw her smile
And could see her thoughts begin to slow
Daddy, she said with a quivering lip
You’ll always be the first man I loved
Then she put one hand on her sassy hip
And wiped my tear with the one that was gloved
I hugged her real tight and whispered in her ear
And you’ll always be my little girl, Boo Boo
Then it was her turn to shed a tear
No matter where you go, I will always love you
With that the conductor raised his voice
“All Aboard”, he shouted with great zeal
And now the culmination of our choice
Was starting to suddenly get real, real
She smiled at me and then turned to go
I watched her as she boarded the 707
She waved as the train started off slow
Then she rode that train straight to Heaven
The train derailed about mile three sixty nine
And not a soul on board survived that night
But sometimes I hear her say, “Daddy I’m fine”
And for a brief moment she appears in my sight
It’s okay daddy, she says with a smile
You still got a lot of living left to do
But you’ll be with me sometime after while
Until that day, remember, I still love you
Then she turns just like she did that night
And I wave at her as she walks away
Good night Boo Boo, hope you sleep tight
I’m waiting and longing for that sweet day
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Author:
MDStone (
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- Published: January 13th, 2022 18:17
- Category: Unclassified
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