O THE PLACES THE TRAINS GO

Late at night

I hear the trains

In the distance.

The soft rhythmic sounds

Of the clickety clacks

On the tracks

And the nostalgic whistles

At the cross sections

Make me wonder

Where the train is going

Places unknown to me

But make me dream

About all the places

I want to go

Things I want to do

Will I have time

Perhaps

Perhaps only

In my dreams.


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