All my life I have loved the sounds of trains in the night. There was one that went through my hometown at ll: 00 PM at night on its way to New Orleans, and we set our watches by its timeleness! But how I longed to be on it, being somebody important enough to be going somewhere on the train...and that longing heart DID
dream and think and wish for other places....and people....and write. I love this, especially the last two stanzas! What a writer you are!
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All my life I have loved the sounds of trains in the night. There was one that went through my hometown at ll: 00 PM at night on its way to New Orleans, and we set our watches by its timeleness! But how I longed to be on it, being somebody important enough to be going somewhere on the train...and that longing heart DID dream and think and wish for other places....and people....and write. I love this, especially the last two stanzas! What a writer you are!