cheryl davis miller

Rookie - 276 Points (2/26/57 / America)

A Trains Sound - Poem by cheryl davis miller

Last night from bed I heard the sound,
a passing train.
Another soothing sound I've found,
is falling rain.
If when I pursue fleeing sleep,
I could record these sounds to keep,
I'd fall to sleep, and hear again,
a passing train.

Or rain upon the rooftop pound,
a sweet refrain.
But 'Hubbys' voice would then abound,
he would complain.
See opposites they do attract.
For he and I could prove this fact.
So on my I.Pod, I'll retain,
a passing train.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

I just love the sound

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, November 8, 2013

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