The Autumn Train
She turns to fire engine red as her leaves begin to change
toot toot! she goes as she travels through the autumn train
Her caboose shakes in the wind but she hangs on tight
while the leaves dance, shimmer & jiggle in the dancing breeze.
Aware that she needs to let go of her most prized possessions,
She enjoys one last cling of the season, before winter's festoon.
Bright flamingo ruby leaves have set her frame aglow,
but now, it's time to let go.
She recalls a time when she was exploding with leaves,
a time when she was fed on sunshine and energy
a time when climbing on the Autumn train, was one great big adventure.
Today she travels at a sure and steady pace,
pulling out all her horns, whistles and bells, she chugs along,
as the rails of her caboose fly faster and faster,
The leaves fall softly to the ground, one at a time,
without making a fuss, without making a sound.
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