We Took What We Had And We Ran

HERE WE GO AGAIN RUNNING THROUGH
THE DUSTY ROADS AND HIDING IN THE FIELDS
FAR AWAY FROM TOWN
AND WHISPERING TO EACH OTHER
SO NO ONE WOULD HEAR US MOVING AROUND,
NOW HERE WE OUR MAKING ANOTHER PACK
THAT ARE DREAMS WILL COME TRUE
WHILE WE WAIT FOR THE TRAIN
TO COME DOWN THESE TRACKS,
NOW HONEY TAKE MY HAND
I'LL KEEP YOU SAFE IN MY ARMS
JUST IN CASE THEY FIND US
THINK OF ME AS YOUR LUCKY CHARM,
AND BY THE WAY DARLING I BROUGHT
MY SWITCH BLADE
IN CASE SOME FOOL WANTS TO FIGHT,
NOW HONEY THE NIGHT GETTING COLD
WE NEED A PLACE TO SLEEP
I KNOW OF A OLD SHACK DOWN THIS WAY
ACROSS FROM THE TRAIN TRACK BY THE BAY
WE CAN STAY THE NIGHT
AND SAY OUR PRAYERS
AND LEAVE IN THE MORNING LIGHT,
NOW HONEY MY LOVE FOR YOU IS REAL
I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART
BUT I DIDN'T COUNT ON THIS PACKAGE DEAL
NOT HAVING ANY THING TO HOLD ON TO
AND NOT HAVING ANY DREAMS TO DREAMS ABOUT
SINCE WE LEFT TOWN
SO HONEY WE SHOULD GO BACK
THERE BE ANOTHER TRAIN COMING DOWN
THIS TRACK,
SO HONEY AT LEAST WE CAN SAY WE TRY
TO SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY
IN ARE DARK TUNNEL
AND NOW HONEY IT'S TIME TO GO BACK HOME

by BRUCE MARTONE

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This is a beautiful poem I really love it 10+++