The Lonely Sound Of The Midnight Train Comments

She saw the midnight train comin' around the bend, trailing after it a column of smoke, with about no end. Little Patti always asked herself: Where does it go? . The answer, Missy Masterman, was always blo- wing in the wind! ! But you are only allowed one (4) , not 5 it's in this, your, poem! ! Hee-hee. To MyPoemList just the same. Bri :)

I have ALWAYS loved trains - the spirit of Woody Guthrie lives in me - so ofcourse I love this poem; a great one! ! ! Oh, how I wish I were riding the rails right now... Westward bound, going nowhere! !

Midnight train to Georgia! ! ! ! that is your name and where it goes! ! ! !