~ The Greatest Hero Of Them All / Thomas The Tank Engine ~
when I was just a little boy
of all the things that I enjoyed
was when my grandma read to me
at night or in the library
the pictures and the railway tales
that we would share upon those rails
the journeys there the journeys back
the little engine on the track
who just like me would make mistakes
but always had just want it takes
and if you’re of a certain age
you found him on the printed page…
Thomas The Tank Engine
he didn’t look like superstars
and didn’t drive the latest cars
who had no powers you might find
with other heroes of the time
no Flash Gordon or Superman
no Tarzan or a Peter Pan
no Batman Morph or Sooty too
no Lassie or Winnie The Pooh
but just an engine small and blue
who chugged along like me and you
he taught me stuff that to this day
has mirrored life along the way…
Thomas The Tank Engine
my grandma brought his world alive
the memories that still survive
and sometimes here inside my head
I’m back there in my childhood bed
and she is there with book in hand
as Thomas chugs across the land
the stories she would read to me
that we would share upon her knee
of hauling freight and shunting trains
and always getting home again
the steam as he would race along
the engine with his face upon…
was Thomas The Tank Engine
and when I was a little boy
of all the things that I enjoyed
was when my grandma read to me
at night or in the library
the pictures and the railway tales
that we would share upon those rails
the journeys there the journeys back
the little engine on the track
who just like me would make mistakes
but always had just want it takes
and if you’re of a certain age
you found him on the printed page…
Thomas The Tank Engine