The Tracks

Life is a journey. We soon learn the ways. Then we get bored. Cocky. We fuck up. We feel sorry. Humbled. We say sorry. And then we try to ride the journey a different way. But what we don’t get is that we are on the same journey. Like a toy train that runs off the tracks. So our parents put that toy train back on the same track. And they are full of confidence and positivity that their train will be fine from that moment on. Toot toot! All aboard!