[Tricia at The Miss Rumphius Effect gave us a Monday Poetry Stretch to include these words in a poem: snow, frozen, wind, evening, woods, lake, village, farmhouse. Here is my effort.]
Train Ride
This evening the train carried passengers from the village toward the city,
past the quaint farmhouse, decorated for Christmas and
beyond the woods, dark but with snow sparkling on the braches nearest the tracks
and then it whistled into the cold wind as it rounded the curve next to the frozen lake.
We grinned and were so glad the model train was set up in the basement this year.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
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2 comments:
This is such a lovely image. I was right there on that train until the last line!
Thanks, Tricia. I hope that last bit didn't spoil it for you!
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