nostalgia (Remove filter)
I close my eyes
I close my eyes
and as I doze
years melt away
I see as clear
as that distant day
the railway station
steam trains abound
promise of travel
to distant towns
the sight and sound
of the mighty engines
as they rhythmically
hiss, chuff, whistle
and clank their way
on the bright iron rails
midst billowing clouds
starting, ending,
con...
Tuesday 19th July 2011 3:20 pm
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