Wednesday, November 25, 2009

A Hustling Train

They stepped off the train;
Two silences a hush in the rain;
The boys never came again.

Three shouts but they;
Don't live there anymore;
There they stand with folded wings and a nod.

In an unfamiliar shake;
Hours fading away;
A train whistles far down and gone away.


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