The Starlight Special

The house is asleep
I'm left awake
A rumble shakes the rafters loose
I start to quake
I push the curtain lace aside

I crawl onto the window ledge
and poke my head and look about
A train is coming!  Whizzing by !!
Is this a scheme to steal my dreams?

A train is speeding across the lawn
Through pillow down, and through the mist
I stretch my arm, with sleepy yawns
Reach out my hand and I latch on

A whistle blares, I feel the air
that rushes by, drifts over me
The engine steam, has taken me 
into a cloud and I can see
a gondolier..., and heaping cars
of gold, and stacks of shining stars
The sleeper car has followed close
I close my eyes, and I am prone

We sail right up, into the stars
It takes me where the sky is clear
I hold onto a shooting star
Far past the moon and planet Mars
At speed of light, I have no fright
The track leads through the pitch of night
I travel on a the "Starlight Dream"

The clock ticks on, the track is long
Tomorrow's track will lead me back
And I will wake at crack of dawn
Back in my bed, where I belong


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8/6/15 For Mystic Rose's Contest: "Trains and Fantasy"

dreamfantasynighttravelplanetfree verse

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