Grand Opening

On tiny wheels it rolled on rails. It shook the boards and loosed the nails of shed-on-platform near the green, and from a hillock could be seen and heard by all, for measures round the square. I saw it go--and so it went with clash and clatter as it bent and heaved and chugged as light shone through. Small creatures ran; the sparrows flew; the leaves all quaked and settled on the grass. It all went up with crack and roar. This brand new toy, my ga'rage door went up as dark-at-dawn fed 'way. My better mood, a brighter day-- and so it went with "click" and flick of wrist. [For a March 3rd Brian Strand Contest] Won a First Place in this contest, 2021