Puff and Whistle, Long Train

Winter has slowed you down on snowy tracks, unhappy you sound, you caught a cold from clouds chugging through big forests and mountains; it's a short distance to the city, but it seems miles! Puff and whistle, long train... the going was very easy, the coming is hard; the scene is magical similar to a greeting card! Puff and whistle, long train... hear the brand new fiddle that young Jack plays while moms softly cradle babies to hush their cries! Sometimes you wish you were a tree, not doing this kind of boring work... standing in a forest near a brook; would this give you sadness or glee? Puff and whistle, long train, soon snow will turn into rain; clearer your vision will be, happier your mood can be! Puff and whistle, long train... inside there's song and dancing, speed up and share the feeling! In the town I live, there's no snow... no sleights sliding downhill; no pine trees white and tall... only a sad moon with a faint glow! I like to ride in your long train, watch millions of snowflakes fall rather than stare at a decked hall... I will tell all where I have been! Written on 12/26/ 2016 Photo # 3