Train Station
Train station carries the bustle of people
They’re milling about with their worries in tow
Some stop to see train number by the steeple
Others hope train is nearer than what’s below
The rain comes down hard leaving some in dismay
Hoping the roof will save them on this dim day
The whistle of a train is heard, all come near
Ready to leave this town, to come back next year
Russell Sivey
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