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Aug 2014
A freight train just sitting in the yard
Yet from a hill it could be seen from the courtyard
A young boy who marveled trains
It was his heart being sustained
The boy stepped down from the hill
His Sister told him to keep still
But he was determined at his will
The boy looked into one of the freight cars
The freight train was preparing to depart, and it was going to be far
The boy smelled the scent of bananas in the freight car
As the boy entered in
The freight train pulled out on the signal of when
The freight train door closed and tracked the boy
The train then pulled off
The boy thought, “He was alone”
But was he?
He peeked through the train’s open hatch
He saw churches in the distance along the way
There were many words in thought he could say
But the freight train was still moving astray
Well the word got out that a boy was trapped on the train
The train was stopped at Buzzards Point, a small rail yard
The Engineer was told there is a boy aboard
There were 20 freight cars
Luckily in the fifth freighter car was opened up, it was the boy standing
The boy was asked by one of the rail yard workers, “You felt funny in the freighter being alone”
The boy replied, “I wasn’t exactly alone”
Even though physically you are alone, but spiritually, there is always
a Guardian Angel that helps you see time.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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