The Trains I Know
The trains I know
seek solitude
in darkness,
they wear
wind and cold
with pride,
are never
lonely.
Sometimes they
sing too loud,
or mourn
harshly a
star’s fall, but
they never
deny their
purpose: to
draw between
and connect,
to witness and
serve, to bear
and endure
our unsought
burdens
to the end.
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“The Trains I Know” was first published in RiverLit in 2013.
O at the Edges 
Amazing writing, thanks for sharing
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Thank you very much!
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Clever way to think of trains. Liked it!
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Thank you!
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Unsought burdens of the end….. Mmmm you can never tell. Like your poem Robert!
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The older I get, the less I know.
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Probably, no doubts about it.
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🙂
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😊
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LOVE THIS ☀️
“they wear wind and cold with pride,”
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Thank you very much!
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