Wishing To Ride
The train hurdles into the black
Bound for who knows where and back
White billowing from its smoke stack
Mesmerized by it repetitive clickity clack
Wondering,and wishfully looking down the track...
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2014
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