Blue eyed boy boards a train
For northern lakes
And goodness sakes
For it trickles through his veins
Bending west along prairies
Crystal clear tributaries
Open mind steady
As the rails that carry him
And these winds beckon gently
As his gaze takes him further
Than his blue eyes can see
Past the pine and tamarack
More than transcontinental
This journey, monumental
A junction met
Between roots and risk
~
Written for dVerse – Open Link Night using Bill’s poetic prompt “All Aboard” where we were asked to write about trains.
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