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A Railroad Tale

Train

The morning was crisp and cool as we packed the car. My mother brought the cooler filled with the food for the camp out. The trunk of the car was full with camping supplies and gear. My father announced that it was time for us to begin our trip.

The camp site was in another state and it would take several hours to reach it. My brother and I were fighting in the back seat as the car pulled into the rest stop. Mom was not amused and told us to cool off during this break. She pulled out the picnic lunch supplies and handed us a ball to toss around till the meal was ready.

During lunch Mom mentioned that she was trying to make candle holders and the glass on top of electric poles would make a nice holder. Dad told her that it was dangerous to climb a pole and get one but that he knew of an abandoned electric pole near the rest stop that may still have one.

We finished lunch and packed the car. It was not long before we came to the abandoned electric pole. It sat alone beside a railroad track surrounded by a steep hill. There were no wires connected to the pole since it had been long since abandoned.

My brother and I stood near the car as my father began walking toward the abandoned pole. It was a short distance away from where we stood on a hill and surrounded by tall grass. Dad climbed the pole as Mom shouted to be careful and not fall.

The steep pole contained many splinters from the brush surrounding it. Dad wore a pair of gloves for protection and soon acquired the glass from the top of the pole. He was on the ground ready to return to the car when the train blew its horn.

Dad was startled as he realized that the only option was to run toward the car. He began to scamper quickly as the train approached loudly blowing the horn. We screamed in terror as Dad ran and the train approached.

It seemed like an eternity before Dad reached an open place and rolled down the hill to safety. We were all relieved that Dad was not injured. The glass for the candle holder had somehow survived unharmed as Dad presented the gift to my mother.

Mom hugged my father tightly and thanked him for the glass. She told him that this would be a special candle holder because there would never be anything worth him risking life and limb to acquire. The glass was carefully wrapped and deposited into the car.

The rest of our trip was fun and soon it was time to return home. Mom made the candle holder and placed it on the fireplace mantle between two toy trains. For many years after the story of that candle holder was told at all family reunions. My father would embellish the story about the train and everyone present would marvel at his story.

The candle holder disappeared years ago but the story lives on. I still have the small toy trains that surrounded the candle holder on my mantle. It is a precious memory.

My father has been gone for many years. Each time a train passes and blows its horn  I can still picture my father running down that hill.  I am thankful that my father survived to tell his story.  It makes me smile to remember that candle holder and my soul is renewed.

copyright 2017 Debbie Pierce

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Scampering Squirrels

squirrel eating grass in park march

 

Small gray squirrels

scampering across the land

chasing each other having fun

marching like a band

 

Not worrying about today

gathering nuts along the way

playing in the community

laughing through the day

 

Climbing to his nest

high in the trees

resting in the summer sun

God providing for all his needs

 

It’s beginning to rain

a storm is near

trust in God

there is no need to fear

 

The storm is over

the sky is clear

scampering down the tree

his friends reappear

 

Playing again

they begin to scurry

living life fully

without any worry

 

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The Deer

deer in colorado park

The deer scampered

through the park

searching for a place of safety

before it became dark

 

Darting in the woods

scampering between the trees

the hunter is near

with a gun on his knees

 

The deer hears a shot

the hunter has missed

he is almost home

his ears raised in bliss

 

God has protected him

along the way

providing him with speed

safety on this day

 

Trusting God to protect us

when danger is near

there is a way out

when we choose to hear

 

We are safe

like this deer

thanking God for grace

for holding us near

 

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