Take Care To Be Kind


The poem pierces the night
a whistle that rounds the track
awakening the memory of
what not yet has happened

The future always holds its death
so take care –
this could the last kind act
you get to live

giving flowers

Locomotive image from Pixabay
Giving hands image from Pixabay

Dear readers, in the last six weeks I had an unexpected 4-day road trip sandwiched between two planned vacations. As a result, I have not kept up with my usual pace of posting and reading/responding to posts of others. I look forward to spending more time with my blogging friends now that I am home for awhile.


5 thoughts on “Take Care To Be Kind

    1. Thanks, Lady C. I was visiting family and heard the train when I woke up in the middle of the night. So I got up and worked on this poem instead of going back to sleep. I was concerned that it was too dark for my site so I am glad you enjoyed it.

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      1. It’s interesting the differences that get stirred up for folks by the same thing. For me it’s always a reminder (when I hear their train whistle on their 2:45 a.m. run) that life goes on just fine without me to fret over it. I wrote a poem about it, too, called “Whistles in the Night.” We’re so used to those scheduled runs that often times I’ll wake up and wonder what woke me up. Then a few minutes later I’ll hear the train whistle and look at the clock and realize the train is running late. It was the silence that woke me up. I’m such a creature of habit.

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