He walked along the railroad track

A skip in his step and the sun to his back

As he walked, he whistled a merry tune

One that speaks of sun and moon

He has no fear of passing trains

For all night long there had been rain

And as everyone is sure to know

No train runs in rain, sleet, or snow

And so the man continued on

Forever whistling his favorite song

Content to live a simple life

Free of stress, pain, and strife

But as he walked, he did trip

for his foot must have slipped

The man did not make a scene

he simply got back up, brushed off his knees

and continued along his way

content with his ordinary day.