Truck Driving Man

Tony36

Pulling that trailor with the heavy load
Across the country as you go
Away from home
Away from family 
For weeks at a time
 
Truck driving man
Truck driving man
 
Blowing the air horn
When youngsters pump their arms
Drop off the load
Pick up another one
Then back on the road again
 
Truck driving man
Truck driving man
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  • arqios

    Having friends such as this makes this poem even more special! 🙏🏻🕊

    • Tony36

      Thank you and you're welcome

      • arqios

        Cheers Tony 🙏🏻🕊

      • whats write for me

        Enjoyed the read Tony. Lonely way to live, but essential to the world in taking goods to market.

        • Tony36

          Thank you

        • sorenbarrett

          I hear a song here. Good write Tony

          • Tony36

            Thank you

          • Cheeky Missy

            Aww, my brothers used to get passing truckers to do that so many years ago. How fun to be reminded! How charmingly rendered with excellent imagery and a delightful poignancy. Thank you for sharing.

            • Tony36

              Thank you

            • Poetic Licence

              A lonely and hard job, enjoyed the read

              • Tony36

                Thank you

                • Poetic Licence

                  You are very welcome

                • Neville


                  This would make a great song for the road

                  • Tony36

                    Thank you

                  • David Wakeling

                    That's the life.Keep on Truckin'.Fun poem.I could see the open road ahead.

                    • Tony36

                      Thank you

                    • Cassie58

                      Sounds lyrical. Are you singing it Tony? We need our truck drivers.

                      • Tony36

                        Thank you

                      • Mutley Ravishes

                        I used to drive a van as a courier once upon a time. One of my favorite jobs. I'd wake up each morning and have almost no idea where I'd be heading that day.

                        • Tony36

                          Thank you

                        • Goldfinch60

                          I had a friend who was a truck driver Tony and although alone in his truck he some amazing tales to tell.

                          Andy

                          • Tony36

                            Thank you



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