My train is running at its fastest, Who can hold the speed of time, Passengers have now reached college, Guard is a happy beside.
I See myself in a valley So green, I thank Almighty for His grace, See the tracks kept changing, Yet one thing was sure that's His grace.
With me in the valley, With me every time, I love your presence, Each and every time.
So many joys have you added in my heart, I praise you for great though art, My relaxation and comfort though art, And I know you won't ever part.
Note: The poem talks about passengers ie my children. Guard is my wife.
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