Denis Briggs Poet Rhyme

The Days of Steam

I remember the days when trains were exciting
With billowing steam they would run
Mums and dads and children delighting
Taking us off to the sun

We'd go Kings Cross where like dragons they'd roar
I'd stand by the engine what wonders I saw
They have fire in their bellies they're fed by a man
Who shovels in coal as fast as he can

Then they'd swallow us up and I'd squeal with pleasure
Dreaming of finding pirates and treasure
We were off for the weekend, a week or a day
Or even two weeks if we'd money to stay

Today trains are diesel and they never roar
They are boring and quiet, dragons no more
People take coaches or even take planes
But I'll never forget those exciting steam trains

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Sunlite Wanter March 4, 2018 at 6:09 PM I remember; I remember - thanks for the memories.

Jan Allison March 4, 2018 at 5:36 PM A delight to read your descriptive poem I love the way you was rife the trains as dragons .. so apt:-) we still have a thriving steam railway here on the isle of man. I love to hear the whistle and see the steam billowing into the air :-) hugs Jan xx