Saturday, September 3, 2016


My imagination ignites dreams
When I see railroad track.
The thought of finding better towns,
… Maybe not coming back.

Reading all the schedule boards
Hanging in the railroad station,
You’ve no choice between adventure,
Or a disastrous vacation.

A trip across America,
Offers new promises each day…
Every dream you hope to find,
And hurt, has no ETA.

One can flounder in self-pity,
Standing out in the pouring rain…
Or one can find a railroad track
And wait for another train.

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