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Trains

It’s a boy thing
the clickety-clack, clickety-clack
of a train along its tracks 
all manner of boys
from diapered toddler 
to arthritic codger
from suited gent 
to aproned chef
the clickety-clack, clickety-clack
ignites within them   
the feeling of freedom
and faraway places
the clickety-clack, clickety-clack
fills their hearts
with a special joy   
enlivening their faces 
with an apple-cheeked grin 
and when there is 
a head of steam 
and that whistle blows
they all know
that the clickety-clack, clickety-clack
pulses and echoes
just for them.

Copyright © Rory Galbraith

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