In the hush of dawn, when the first light gleams,

A train rolls forth, whispering dreams,

With iron wheels that sing a tune,

It's bound for the skies, 'neath the crescent moon.

Papaw’s laughter, like a gentle breeze,

Rides on the wind through the rustling trees,

He loved the engines that thundered and roared,

Each whistle a story, each journey adored.

Now as the conductor calls, “All aboard!”

He climbs on board, where the angels applaud,

The train glistens gold in the morning light,

Set for the heavens, into the bright.

Through valleys of starlight, through clouds soft as lace,

He travels on tracks that time can't erase,

With family beside him, in hearts held so dear,

Each memory a treasure, each smile a cheer.

The landscape of love stretches wide and far,

Past mountains of memory, under blessings' star,

Every heartbeat a promise, every breath a sigh,

For love is the journey that never says goodbye.

So ride on, dear Papaw, on those celestial plains,

With the wind in your hair and no more pains,

In the hearts of us all, you forever will stay,

As the train carries you home, to a brighter day.