Professional drivers are some of the most creative people. With seemingly endless hours spent in the cab, there’s plenty of time to ponder new creations and maybe even some prose. This poem was submitted by Rose-Marie Lundy Berard of Whiteline Trucking. Her husband, Roger, runs team for the company, making a twice weekly run hauling tridem reefers between Ontario and Manitoba.
Following a recent run, Rose-Marie was inspired to write this Christmas poem. Enjoy!
The Dream Team
The Dream Team on 045
A Western Star, a 2005
The LED’s are shining bright
To light the path on a dark cold night
A run they both know so well
But can also be a trip from hell.
The switch was done in Parry Sound
Now they are Sault Sainte Marie bound
The XM is on but very low
Playing a song the driver knows
It must be Hank, Willie or Waylon
He says this is what keeps this star sailing
The RPM’s are holding well
The damn old Montreal River will easily tell
The moon has gone behind the cloud
He hopes that this long hill is plowed
I guess we’ll switch in the coldest town
They call it White River, we’re westerly bound
A Christmas tune comes across the air
It’s Tammy & George, a duet they were!
The axles are slid, the jaws are tight
The load is scaled and the weights just right
We look at the miles we try to add
The number is great, no accidents had
The years on the road have shown the toll
These two men have given heart and soul
The total adds up to 132
The number of years between the two
As the wheels keep turning
Moving on in the night
The lights of the ‘Peg
Will soon be in sight!
The jake comes on as they make that turn
The looks they get can be pretty stern
We’ve just come over the railroad tracks
But we know we will have to double back
The freight will be off and the tanks we will fill
In hopes that we will not be sitting still.
The Christmas lights are starting to appear
The drivers’ start thinking Christmas is so near
For their little lady, so patient and true
A special gift we will get for you!
These men are righteous and I know that
Because we had our late night chats
The road ahead can be lonely at times
And I know because I dispatch at Whiteline!
– By Rose-Marie Lundy-Berard
If that doesn’t put you in the Christmas spirit, what will? Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all our readers!
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