Travelling by train
At night,
The light
Of another train
Passes by,
Then is gone,
It’s light
Lost in night.
And my
Wheels clack on,
Their sound
Echoing around,
Until my light
And sound,
Are lost in night.
Travelling by train
At night,
The light
Of another train
Passes by,
Then is gone,
It’s light
Lost in night.
And my
Wheels clack on,
Their sound
Echoing around,
Until my light
And sound,
Are lost in night.
Very evocative Kevin.
Thank you, Lorraine