Rhythm of the rails relaxing and rolling
Like the waves rocking the boat’s hull
Taking advantage of life it’s soothing
Passengers around me complain it’s dull
The conductor yells, “Syracuse next stop ”
Automatic memory grabbing luggage
Adrift again, floating at the station’s drop
From two rails to one to the end of my voyage
©2012 Michael Yost 09/08
Michael's Lair 
ah! you’ve taken me on a nice journey with you. Nice! I hope all’s well in your corner of the world, my friend! 🙂
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