Soup Can
Eating out of a soup can
Sitting along the side of a track
Thinking about future and the past
Thinking about how I will get back
The train has done went through
Vanished far into the night
Sitting now here in the dark
Looking for just a hint of light
Walking for miles down the track
Soon appeared a little twisty trail
To travel upon this trail now
A light soon showed so very pale
As the light came so much closer
Found out I was back on the track
The light belonged to the little train
Searching me out to take me back
Copyright © Kenneth Zimmerle | Year Posted 2010
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