A Train in The Distance
Some nights when I am laying in bed,
If the air is just right,
I hear the whistle of the train.
It carries me back
To a time long ago.
I would hear the whistle
and run to the door.
To flip the yard light
ON-OFF-ON-OFF-ON-OFF-ON
and hear the whistle signal me
TOOT, TOOT,TO,TOOT TOOT, .....TOOT....TOOT
when He hears a whistle,
Does that engineer
go back to Gar Creek?
And remember the nights
when lights flashed Hello?
Deb
1 Comments:
I used to teach in an Alternative Ed. program that was somewhat off the beaten path. My desk was twenty feet from a railroad trestle. I could look into the trains as they passed. It always fascinated me...
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