Tracks
on a red dirt road
choo-choo trains
puff puff
as a child plays in the dust
golden are his childish eyes
blond will be his mustache
when he drives
a corvette
along
this same red dirt
Ma and Pa
keep a dog pack
in a small holding of heaven now
he will not find his choo-choo train
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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