01-03-2025, 06:21 AM
The sound of an unseen train at night,
Repeating over stuttering tracks
Into dark distance.
I am glad to be standing still
Just outside my front door, feet firm to the familiar, listening.
The train howl shrinks and I envy its transition.
How courageous at this late hour.
Repeating over stuttering tracks
Into dark distance.
I am glad to be standing still
Just outside my front door, feet firm to the familiar, listening.
The train howl shrinks and I envy its transition.
How courageous at this late hour.