Let Me Know When The Train Comes

Daddy, I wrote this to you a few days before you passed away.  I was awaken in the night, and the Spirit moved me to write.

Let Me Know When The Train Comes

Let me know when the train comes

got my bags packed

I'm ready to go

I hear the train a-coming

chug-a-chug-a chug-a-chug

Yet, I can't see it in sight

I'm trapped in a peripheral space

Tubes in, respirator in place

Tell me when the train comes

So I can get out of this place

I've served my time,

I'm free to go

Yet, I can't move

The ones I love keep holding on

The train seems late

I'm waiting at the gate

Let me know when the train comes

I smell the smoke of the train

I hear its wheels on its tracks

I'm ready to go

But something, someone

Keeps holding me back

I see the train right in sight

The light ahead is very bright

My loved ones say their last farewells

The plugs and tubes come out

I'm free to go

The train is at the gate

I step on

I wave and say

"Until we meet again"

"Until we meet again"

Written by Yvette Porter Moore

2001