The tram at St Joseph
Keeps on going…
Early in the morning
Before you and I Start
To late at night…
When you and I have Stopped.
I sit here and wonder
IF – I were in charge…
Where would I take it?
Where might I alight?
The tram at St Joseph
Has nothing to say…
Its joy is to trundle
Up this same hill…
Calling and crawling
Happily each day.