Train Ride
Rolling hills in a desert coloured style
dust clouds lift into the air
as the train passes by
Ghostly giant trees hold their pose
Rivers running dry break my heart
Dry and sunny says the weather report
Sheep gather under the shade of a tree
move into the city
the reservoir looks low
Pull up at the station
renovation here
The city train holds many stories
and even more discarded newspapers
mobile phones are the tune of the day
human interaction is rare
Off the train into the suburbs
cars buzzing by
City cafe soothes my thirst
a drink with family
I will rest tonight
possums frolick outside
maybe it will rain
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