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"Echoes of the Rails"
#WritcoPoemPrompt10
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
The train sings a song on its old track,
We swing with its tune,
Swaying and bouncing a moment too soon,
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Beneath the vast and endless sky,
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
Journeying onward, never looking back.
With each clatter, a story untold,
Of adventures new and treasures old,
Windows framing landscapes grand,
As we traverse this enchanted land.
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
A rhythmic melody to keep us on track,
In the cadence of wheels, we find our peace,
As the train's song brings us sweet release.
Through tunnels dark and forests green,
A fleeting glimpse of what might have been,
But forward we press, hearts full of wonder,
On this journey, torn asunder.
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
The echoes of time upon our track,
As we journey through moments, both fleeting and long,
In the rhythm of the train, we find our song.
© AA WRITINGS
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
The train sings a song on its old track,
We swing with its tune,
Swaying and bouncing a moment too soon,
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Beneath the vast and endless sky,
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
Journeying onward, never looking back.
With each clatter, a story untold,
Of adventures new and treasures old,
Windows framing landscapes grand,
As we traverse this enchanted land.
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
A rhythmic melody to keep us on track,
In the cadence of wheels, we find our peace,
As the train's song brings us sweet release.
Through tunnels dark and forests green,
A fleeting glimpse of what might have been,
But forward we press, hearts full of wonder,
On this journey, torn asunder.
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
The echoes of time upon our track,
As we journey through moments, both fleeting and long,
In the rhythm of the train, we find our song.
© AA WRITINGS
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