A train


Moving along while

sunflowers, smiling brightly

swaying in a breeze

enjoying the sound of

a coal train

with clouds among blue

such a lovely view.

Often beauty finds a way

to string lights without a tree

giving a heart pleasure

to breathe in a magical display.

Should you listen closely

you’ll possibly hear

a click clack

soothing ears, I suppose

but only when felt

with a heart, exposed…

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