Switzerland

On my train ride to Switzerland, i made the mistake of not bringing any food our drinks. Live and learn. I was sitting next to an old German fellow who was very prepared, he had all types of food, he even had a large water bottle filled with wine. to pass the time, i finished a book Lou lent me, great book called Snuff by Chuck Palahniuk (The Author of Fight Club) Good call Lou. After finishing the book I decided to jot down some notes. here's a little poem i wrote, after getting some inspiration by listening to a great Avett Brothers Song, "Murder In The City" ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aE7rkSELM3I )

Gazing out the window of my train

I remember what my Father said

He said write us son, we'll miss you

We'll miss you when you're gone

Shook my hand, said "don't be gone too long"

As I Left to board upon the plain

A tear came down my Mother's face

Johnny dear, we'll miss you

We'll miss you 'round this place

Hugged her close, with a tear as I turned away...