A Train Full of Dreams
Looking for adventure and escape,
a young girl's thinking of skipping school.
And a case of spring-fever finds her
skirting the edge of town, acting cool.
Sharp as a whip, she heads for a curve
in the tracks where the train must slow down.
And with her spot well-chosen, she waits
behind some bushes outside of town.
Suddenly, she hears the train coming,
with its high-pitched squeal of steel on steel.
And her heart begins beating wildly,
each clinking clank fueling her zeal.
With its wheels screeching and sparks flying,
a humongous engine lumbers by.
And she looks for an open boxcar,
aware, with one wrong step, she could die.
Racing alongside gives her a thrill,
for the train is still moving quite fast.
And matching its speed, she pumps her legs,
with bravado not felt in the past.
Fighting fatigue, she pushes onward,
not letting her pain get in the way.
And chugging along, picking up speed,
a train full of dreams whisks her away.
(Quatrain)
7/29/2015
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