Pagosa Springs Artists

Here Comes A Train!


I hear a wail far down the rail.
Here comes a train! Here comes a train!
Big light’s up front, big rumble’s nearing.
The whistle warns, All trains be fearing!;

It shakes the ground, makes my heart pound,
barrels down the tracks toward town
while screeching wheels make wail and whine,
and smell of metal, grease and grime.




first published in

©2014 Bonnie Manion


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