Leland Jack’s on his way back home finally
He’s been on the road driving rigs way too long,
and he’s gotten so weary,
He says “One last supper from a sack is about all that I can stand”
By 6 a. m. he’ll be eating homemade biscuits with his wife Diane, and it will be grand
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 