Light from Light

At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person.
Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.

ALBERT SCHWEITZER


Tuesday, February 9, 2010

The Ol’ #98

By James E. Webber

Christmas is over
And, Oh what a shock!
Santa has to get
More trains in stock.
New Locomotives for
My brother Joe,
Coal Cars, Gondolas,
Trains from B&O.
Red Caboose, Toulouse,
Trains out in the snow.
Waiting for the moment,
To see the trains go.
Trains of every color,
Trains of every kind.
Standing on the overpass,
Hear the engines whine.
Trestles, and Vessels,
Tunnels in the rain,
Vistas with silos,
Joe’s picture by the train.
Circus cars, Cattle Cars,
Over Head Cranes.
Spent the whole day,
Waiting on the trains.
CSX, which ones next,
Trains on every spur.
Triple Track, Circle back,
Mark down where they were?
East Bound, West Bound,
Watch for every signal.
A whistle blows and there she goes,
A train goes up the middle.
Freights that haul, in every stall,
And Trains that haul the loot.
Extra Wides, Double Sides,
Cutting Yards to Boot.
Freight trains, Pullmans,
Trains we’ve ridden twice.
Gare d’ les to Ramstein,
The Ice was very nice.
Just take a ride,
And you decide,
Which train is best?
Big and Tall, the line haul,
You know all the rest.
Rerailers, derailers,
Cutter yards and Stations.
Round houses, switch tracks,
Sides for short durations.
Eating in the Diner Car
The food is very good,
I would own this very train
If I thought I could.
I think we’ve tracked down trains
In every town, and nation.
I will be so very glad
When We get to the Station.

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