This train stopped me from getting home quicker.
I raced it on the highway, thinking I could make it, but nope.
So I sat in my truck, watching the train roll by, listening to its horn,
staring at the red blinking lights on the rail road crossing signs.
I could have been annoyed. I could have.
But I remembered all the times my boys would get excited
every time we were stopped and they could watch a train roll by and
well, I'm kinda like my boys. I like trains.
....except the ones that roll through, horns blaring at 4:30 a.m.....