Train Whistle

A lonely sound
plays long and low
a train’s pulling in
and pulling out again
sounds like it going
someplace I’ve been
like it’s calling my name
or taking me back
to tall grassy fields
where I stood as a child
here in the west
as I drift on the winds
Time sings to me
Her plaintive old tunes
letting me travel
wherever she’s bound
so I’ll follow that train
like a song in my heart

© 2014 S. Michaels


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