Poem -
Truck Stops
Truck Stops
All my days the load is heavy
Far too hard to carry home.
along life's highways driving steady
Now out of gas and all alone.
Got to find me a Truck
stop on this highway.
Rest this load and travel home,
take rest from the endless distance.
In the night a light is burning
In the night calling my name.
Give me warmth and comfort.
Stop the traveling all alone
I need a life with no more trucking
Not tired and weary to the bone.
I need her loving soft and gentle
Need a place to call my own.
Until then life's a line
of roadside truck stops
Neon signs shining bright
Just a place to park my burdens
cloudy coffee in the night
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Comments
Straight roads do get tiresome, curvy and windy ones are a lot more fun - yet risky.
Nice little piece Jude, I'm sure mant can relate.