Thursday, April 26, 2012

The Train

The train is coming,
let's go see,
it's coming down the track.

Soon it will be stopping,
filling up,
then be on it's way.

Wonder where it's heading,
where it went,
and whose on-board.

The train is ready,
whistle blows,
it pulls into the night.

I think it's so impressive,
wave goodbye,
forever chugging on.


* Photo used compliments of Visual Stimulus Photo Art

1 comment:

  1. Thank you Jeffrey :) This is very fitting both the photo and the poem. LOVE it. :) <3