Christmas Windows Iv - Goldspoint
Every shop is decked out in holiday reds silvers greens
At Shelby's there is a train in the window
running through heavenly-soft hill and vale then
beyond a long tunnel - to this rustic old town
with post office
barber shop
saloon
and the Elmira Hotel
A sign says "The town Goldspoint was a real town
way back when"
It doesn't say when just
"Way back when"
And.....................
This is very fascinating because..........well..........
I think of Christmas "Way back when" as so mysterious
Suddenly Nearly delirious Imagination peaked
Curious
Why then
after a haircut
sarsparilla and
hot bath in the old Elmira
Hearing the whistle feeling the steam
I hop aboard ride her round the bend
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2008
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