That old steam train has left the station for the very last time,
I didn’t even know you were going but I know it’ll be somewhere nice,
May be the sands of Morar or the pier at Mallaig.
That old steam train has left the station with only the driver onboard,
The one who looks like Robert Newton from Treasure Island,
As you toot your whistle, you’ll be filling in another crossword,
I betcha!
That old steam train has left the station for the very last time today,
And we were all the better for having been passengers on it,
Thanks for the ride pal, rest well.
bobby s.
Sunday, 12 May 2013
Wednesday, 8 May 2013
100 word Postcards From The Past (1899)
Sailed from England and
spent Christmas day on the high seas. Here we are in New York. Tonight we are
all going to Times Square to say good riddance to 1899 and to welcome in the
glorious 1900. We have all been guessing what the world might be like in the year
2000. Sally says we shall all be living under the sea
and James thinks that man will travel to the stars. I reckon that we will be
done with all that war nonsense, and everyone will be enjoying a peaceful
world. Have a very Happy New Year. Spencer.
bobby stevenson
Wednesday, 1 May 2013
The Eye Of The Needle
He’s gone now, the old me,
And not with some big great
goodbye
But with a whimper,
Somewhere out there in the
wilderness.
To write seemed such an
innocent idea
To discard the old and move
on smiling with a dream
But there was a cost to it
all,
And it cost everything,
And it took everything,
And the only parts of me
that I can salvage from my yesterdays
Are those things which will
fit through the eye of a needle.
bobby stevenson 2013
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