A Streetcar to Eternity

I'm on a streetcar to eternity,
Life's trip with stations on the way,
I travel on my designated rails,
From top to stop each night and day,
Some stations are sunny, nice and bright,
Others are dark and dreary as the night,
I try to leave and not remember them,
Forget their shadows of plight and fright,
And then, when I reach that final stop,
I'll say the trip was quite allright,
But this is it - my time is up...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz