
16/11/2024
Les Irwin, 16.04.1942-14.11.2024 RIP
There is a train at the station, With a seat reserved just for me.
I’m excited about its destination, As I’ve heard it sets you free.
The trials and tribulations, The pain and stress we breathe,
Don’t exist where I am going, Only happiness I believe.
I hope that you will be there, To wish me on my way.
It’s not a journey you can join in, It’s not your time today.
There’ll be many destinations, Some are happy, some are sad.
Each one a brief reminder, Of the great times that we’ve had.
Many friends I know are waiting, Who took an earlier train,
To greet and reassure me, That nothing has really changed.
We’ll take the time together,
To catch up on the past,
To build a new beginning,
One that will always last.
One day you’ll take your journey,
On the train just like me,
And I promise that I’ll be there
At the station, you will see.