Ode to the Train
Across a rough desert landscape and blue skies,
The railroad cuts a track through the countryside.
Passing fields of greens, peppered with pine trees,
Undeterred the train rolls on a wondrous sightsee.
On the horizon there is a sense of the unexplored,
When day turns to night as the miles linger onward.
At the dining car it is both full of food and good cheer,
As ever closer to our final destination we move near.
Time and space fall distant in the pale moonlight,
As small talk falls to sleep ever slowly tonight.
And pleasant dreams to not wake my peace.
As the slight turns and light rocks finally cease.
My mood is joyous when the train does rest,
I don’t have a care and in no way distressed.
Everyone is well situated in heart and in mind,
Traveling by rail is always the best way to unwind.
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