Distant Sound
Scanning through my memories of times now long past.
I cannot recall a more sorrowful, lonesome sound.
Than the late night, wailing, mournful moan of a distant steam whistle blast.
As a huge steam locomotive bids farewell on its way out of town.
Copyright © Donald J Bennett | Year Posted 2012
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